The truth was sometimes the best lie. “This is a friend of my aunt Opal. Lois Lane, meet Lana Lang.”
lol
Take my Breath away by Berlin
oh, I love that song
Lana scrambled to her feet. “You just leave Clark alone. He’s mine.”
“He doesn’t look like he wants to be,” Lois said. “You’ve been sticking to him like glue all evening.”
“I know what’s best for him,” Lana said. “He can be a little stubborn, but he’ll come around.”
Clark stepped around the corner and said, “We’ve talked about this already.”
That's excatly how I would describe Lana, as a very possessive person.
“Who are you, and where am I?”
oh no, has Lois really lost all her memories? Please don't say, that she hast lost everything she ever knew about Clark
Anyway, it's a beautiful story and I enjoy it
Barb
