Ha, this was a funny chapter, with just a touch of - well not exactly
angst in it, but...
Haircut Poppa! Ficus-Ranger! That's so funny! I liked Nat, by the way!
And I liked Lara's confusion. She is totally ingorant about proper Earth customs - like she should not be walking in the middle of the road at night - but she sure recognizes her son and knows that he should be a resident of Kansas!
“Metropolis? Superman at Metropolis?”
“Yes.”
“Not at Gila Bend anymore. Not at---Kansas anymore?”
No, Lara, not anymore!
Toto, he is not in Kansas anymore! 
Looking forward to the next part, whenever you can find time to post it!
Ann
