I'm sorry I haven't commented before, Carol. I've had the stomach flu since Friday of last week and am just now starting to feel human again.

I really liked the portraits you painted of shallow Lana, who regards the confidence of a friend as unimportant, of young Clark who discovers Lana's untrustworthiness and superficiality, and of Rachel, who makes the mistake of trusting a friend -- and teaches Clark a valuable lesson along the way. I gives a certain validity to why Clark might not be willing to trust Lois with his secret long after he should have.

Nan


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