He had promised never to lie to her again. And he’d held to that promise, for the past twenty-five years. To protect his secret, he’d had to lie to others. And each time, he hated it. She could see the signs. Superman didn’t lie.
It was different for her. Deception came easily—-it was what had made her so successful at undercover investigations—-but she couldn’t lie to him either. Through twenty-five years, four kids, two houses, and countless adventures, they’d always been completely honest with each other.
So why did she ask him if he thought she looked fat?
