Finally!! I know this one!!!
A Cat's Life by...dang it...brb, hold my place!
edit: Melissa Dore! Whoop!
80 freakin' clues and it takes me this long to get one. I could *kiss* you, Paul.
And if I'm remembering wrong, and it isn't A Cat's Life by Melissa Dore, nobody tell me, ok? Because I have a favorite, favorite revelation I've been dying to use, and by golly, I'm going to.
Back in a minute.
Here we go:
"Clark," called one of the women in the crowd,
"What we really want to know is whether Lois is as close to Superman
as gossip says."
Dr. Klein nodded his head and smiled. "The truth serum *is* working on
others in the crowd, Lois; she'd never have asked a question like that
under normal circumstances." He looked pleased, but for some reason
Mom didn't.
"Is Lois close to Superman?" repeated Daddy. I couldn't be sure, but I
thought Mom was holding her breath. "Yes." Mom let out her breath in
a sigh.
"We really should stop him before he says any more," said Dr. Klein,
beginning to look worried.
"No kidding," said Mom.
"Very close." Dad smiled happily while people in the crowd looked at
each other.
"You don't have to say any more, Clark," said Mom.
Dad was laughing now, like he had just thought of a good joke. "But
it's okay."
"No, Clark," said Mom.
"... it's okay that she's close to Superman ..."
"Clar-rk ..."
"... because, you see, I *am* Superman."
A ripple of laughter ran through the crowd. "Sure you are, Kent!" yelled
one man.
Ralph called out, "Is that what Lois tells you when you're--" and he said
something that I didn't understand *at all*, and when I asked Mom what
he meant, she didn't answer; she just looked at me.
David dropped his book and came over to the door, looking out with a
puzzled frown. "Why is Dad telling everyone?" he whispered.
Dr. Klein seemed pleased, but Weird Chemist was standing there with a
disappointed look on his face. "It's not working," he said. "It's
supposed to make people tell the *truth*."
I looked down at the audience again. "Clark, I'm glad you're Superman
to your wife, but could you just get on with your speech?" yelled
someone.
"But I *am* Superman," said Dad stubbornly. Everyone laughed, and he
frowned. "Look, I'll prove it." Stepping to one side of the lectern,
he loosened his tie, then grabbed his shirt in both hands and pulled.
There was a ripping sound and buttons flew everywhere. Someone screamed
and a lot of other people laughed.
"Nice, Kent, but where's Superman?" jeered Ralph.
Daddy looked down at his bare chest, then raised his head with a puzzled
look. "I'm not wearing the suit," he said. "Why not?" He looked up at
us. "Honey, do you know why I'm not wearing the suit?"
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