My every instinct is to push the tears away, but I think I need to let them come. Especially since Clark isn’t here. The very last thing I want is to hurt him more, and I know it kills him to see me cry.
 I suspect he’s afraid to let himself relax, because even though he just flew away from devastation and loss, a more heart wrenching devastation is waiting for him here at home when he does.
This was very heartbreaking and well written!
Stories are written by the victors.
(Hmm, come to think of it, that's not the exact quote...)
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