Hi Bek!
So... "How many Kryptonians does is take to change a lightbulb?"
So I have to keep everything…normal. And that means slow. The hay bales have to be carried up into the loft individually.
It had burned out late yesterday evening, although I hadn’t thought to change it then. I could still see, after all.
He is good at this power conservation thingy!
And I think of how neat it would be if I could just float up there. Bypass this old rickety ladder completely and…
/Squints/ just how old is he…?
The ground seems to shift underneath my feet as I momentarily become…lighter.
Just turning eighteen, it seems.
I close my eyes and think it again. Up. Up. Up!
Neat trick. Let’s not think “up up up” in front of Lana, though.
I lower my eyes to the ground. Down. Down. Down… Slowly, please.
He’d seen me. And now he wants to know
While there were guests at the house. He’s so grounded.
And this is one chore I won’t mind repeating.
Adorable viggy!
Michael
