Preview of 47
Lois saw Clark stop. She saw him grasp his chest. She saw him slump. And then she saw him fall.
By the time he hit the ground, she was already halfway up the aisle.
When she reached him, she dropped beside him. His face was contorted with pain, and his hands were snatching at his chest in a futile attempt to ease his agony. "Superman," she gasped.
A flash of light hit them.
You *will* get the wedding in 47!
Many thanks,
Corrina.
