Very nice, Erin.
Lois's throat tightened and tears blurred her vision. For once, she wished she could realize what that felt like--to have somebody love her so deeply, and love them just as much in return.
You lunkhead. He’s right under your nose.
She was not what he'd call a morning person.
I understand that one.
The familiar gentleness and compassion is Clark's voice wrapped around her like a warm blanket. He was there. Just like always.
Awww….
