Snave -
This was so sweet! Such a nice ending to a wonderful story! I loved that you included so many funny lines - they were certainly welcomed after all of the angst that you put us through!
The first person was again immediately leaning over her. "Honey, tell me your name. Please..."
"Um...it's Wanda. Wanda Detroit. I sing for drinks down at..."
"No!" A devastated look covered his face.
Then she suddenly grinned. "C'mon, Clark, lighten up! I'd know you anywhere. Lane 'n Kent? The hottest team in town?" And she slowly winked at him.
It sunk in; she was playing him. "Lo-is! That was *not* funny!"
This was priceless - i lol'd at that one! And this one too!
Whoa, *whoa*!" She reached up and hauled them both down into a ferocious hug. "What was *that* all about?" She turned her head and stared at Gracie. "And when did *you* learn to fly?"
"I didn't. Emma flies us *both*. But I can make fires with my eyes. Wanna see?"
Lois took a breath. "Not here; you'll burn the whole place down! You can show me when we get home...*in* the bathtub!"
but this - pure waffs
And thus was born the world's newest superhero. And she dedicated her career not so much to Truth and Justice, as to Mercy -- to the saving of lives.
And her name, of course, was Nightingale.
Such a wonderful story - thank you so much for writing!
Oh - but Maria has a nice point. What about the weekend?
Well done, Snave!
Shells
