Clark chuckled. “I’ll be gentle.”
“Pa’s tractor needs a new belt,” Clark said, nodding toward the barn. clarkandmartha
She didn’t offer platitudes. She didn’t say you’re doing important work or God gave you this gift for a reason . She just reached over and took his flour-dusted hand in hers. Clark chuckled
For one perfect evening, he wasn’t the last son of Krypton. ” Clark said
Later, after the biscuits were golden brown and the tractor belt was fixed (without a single twisted piece of metal), they sat on the porch swing as the sun bled orange and purple across the horizon.
He wasn't Superman here. He was just Clark.