Ahhh what a bunch of fuzzy fluff! I'm going to have to read it again tonight. God I love anything around The Pheonix.
And then what? Her mind raced ahead, filling in the details. Clark would say something, low and sweet, that she was beautiful maybe. Or that her story on sexual harassment in the military deserved the Pulitzer over one on pesticides.
LMAO. I love your Lois. Only to her does the Pulitzer turn into a romantic compliment.
JD
