Hi Vicki! You got a lot of vignettes out there
I should have seen it.
Should have known. Should have...I don't know. Opened my eyes. Not been so willfully blind. Should have been smarter.
How could I have missed it?
Love makes blind?
LOIS: Yeah, well…I still could have had two *years* of nookie on the ceiling if I hadn’t discarded his application for the position back during the Messenger crisis.
Scratch that. Not "sometimes," but actually with surprising frequency.
And yet, the paper still went belly up.
LOIS: There’s something fishy there. And I’m not talking about the unpaid overtime…
Or...I'm not even sure what we are now. Or, rather, what I want us to be now.
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LOIS: Yes. But that’s not the point!
He doesn't exactly keep normal hours and an apartment where I can go visit him in my spare time, or a phone I can call him on to ask him a question or to see how his day went.
She really should have bought him at the auction, I gather?
And I know, without a doubt, this is the case. Clark is real - he has a history, parents, baby pictures, an employment and tax record, an apartment. Superman is the fraud - he was birthed only a short time ago, on the night when the space program's future dangled by a frayed thread over the pit of oblivion.
SUPERMAN: So, I should have spent the extra c-note on the backstory for my new identity?
Were those truly acts of the divine? Or were they acts of the extraterrestrial? Did a pre-Superman Clark save lives without the guise of Superman there to hide his true identity?
Nah…that would be reckless.
For years now, I've gotten to know each man - and I still think of Superman as separate from Clark somehow, as though he literally sheds his humanity when he dons the costume of the alien hero during a rescue or other public appearance - or, at least, I thought I did.
I’m sure that changes the first time some bimbo kisses him during the next rescue.
LOIS:
That. Is. MY. Man!
Blind.
Stupid.
I can't decide which one I was. I can't decide which one is worse. Maybe...I guess it could have been a little - or a lot - of both.
TEMPUS:
HERB:
CLARK:
I wanted to learn as much as I could about my handsome knight in blue armor so that I might have a chance of one day becoming his girlfriend.
Cough-stalker-cough!
my geeky new partner had finely honed journalisic skills, even if his fluff pieces didn't - or couldn't - showcase them
Like the one on the retirement home scandal?
LOIS:
A freedom we both knew would never come to pass. More and more would have been demanded of Clark, and we both were painfully aware of that fact.
You know, meteorites have been known to fall and kill people. It *can* happen.
When I finally confront him with my knowledge, I want to ensure that we have enough time and clear enough heads. I'm going to demand answers, and I don't want to be rushed.
So, when he proposes sounds like a good time, then?
LOIS:
I couldn't, in case the worst should have happened, let him live the rest of his life wondering just how angry I'd been when I realized the truth.
That would have been evil. He might even not have realized *why* she suddenly got angry and then she’d be frozen and it would be too late.
SUPERMAN:
I guess it doesn't really matter how he did it. He managed to fool the entire world, managed to perpetuate the lie, managed to keep himself firmly under the radar.
Well done, Mr. Truth-And-Justice. You managed to perpetuate the lie you’re telling the entire *world*.
I know he'll trust me. I'm sure of it.
LOIS:
He proposed? He *proposed* and did not tell me first?
Well, at least I know it can't get any worse. He can't lie to me anymore. He can't hide. He can't escape telling me the truth - all of it. He can't pull any more surprises. I'm on to him. Nothing else can blindside this newly acquired x-ray vision.
Michael
