Great part. Biting my fingernails again...
He wasn’t okay, but Becca needed comfort. It was doubtful that she would buy his assertion.
Doubt it. She’s one smart cookie, that girl.
He had lost them and he didn’t even know how. No one came to comfort him, Clark stayed alone with his fear.
Awww… Poor Clark.
You don’t know anybody else, Clark. Have Becca call Lois!
As soon as Becca saw Lois, her brows furrowed and she looked at her censoriously.
Censoriously - great word. Especially when Becca is looking at Lois that way.
She wanted to go back to the hotel, but when she passed his sofa, she looked at it, longingly.
Well, there’s Becca’s bed, too.
More, soon!!
