Five Months Later

Jonathan

The snow had finally started to melt, and we were able to leave the house. As I looked out the window to watch the sun come up and start to melt the snow. I thought back on the last five months, at the beginning of the storm I was determined to take Clark to the orphanage but the longer the storm lasted, the more I grew attached to him. I knew somehow deep down that he was sent to us for a reason.

But I started to worry someone might come and take him away from us. So, I started inspecting Clark’s rocket to see if it could tell us anything about where he came from. I had always assumed he was from somewhere here on Earth, but the rocket was definitely alien. I was worried the government would take Clark away from us and I waited with silent dread. The sun melted but they never came, Clark was ours to keep it seemed.

“So, how do we do this?” Martha asked, “How do we make sure Clark can have a life without questions?”

“We present him as our son. Fred Cramer already, curse him, already thought you were pregnant and with the length of the storm, we had Clark at home while we were snowed in. His birthday can be February 29th, a special day for a special boy.

“That might actually work, Jonathan. How long have you been thinking of this?” Martha asked.

“I’ve been terrified they are going to come and take Clark. So, I have been thinking of the most logical way to explain his appearance. Claiming him as ours just makes sense.” So, that’s what we did, we took Clark out to visit with the Langs and to visit Ben Hubbard.

Eventually, we worked up the courage to take him into Smallville. Fred Cramer was beaming with pride that he knew before anyone else did and made sure that everyone knew it. The rest of the townsfolk just fell in love with Clark and slowly that worry of Clark being taken away from us faded to the back of my mind. That is until Clark got older, and we learned that he was special in lots of other ways too.

Clark

My parents always called them “accidents”, there were times when things would happen that didn’t make sense, but they would try to explain it away. The first one I can recall was at the age of eight when I was in our backyard playing catch with Pa. I went to throw the ball to him, and I swear I saw it soar over his head and disappear into the corn fields. Pa told me that the sun must have been in my eyes, and I lost track of the ball.

Another distinct time was when I was 11 and we were putting up a new fence. I had the T-posts ready to go in the ground and they would just slide in like butter. I told Pa and he said I must have hit a soft spot of dirt, I assumed he was right because the next post I did was tough as ever.

These incidents started to increase exponentially when I hit high school. Smallville High was a great place to go to school. I would take the bus to school with my two best friends Pete Ross and Lana Lang. One day, Pete and I were playing baseball in the backyard, and he hit a home run into the corn rows. I ran after trying to catch it and I actually started to match speed with it and felt my feet go off the ground as I reached out to grab it. I had caught it literally in mid-air.

I heard Pete calling out to me asking if I had found the ball yet. The strange part was I shouldn’t be able to hear because the corn rows always muffle the sound. I tried to convince myself that my mind was just playing tricks on me as I hurried back with the ball. I was able to fool myself all the way up to the night of that year’s Prom.

Lana had been asked to Prom by an upper classman named Lex Luthor. Nobody really liked Lex, but everyone certainly feared him. Lex was smart enough to ruin your life just by looking at you. The word around the school was that he had saved a ton of money to get himself out of Smallville, but his old man had spent it all on booze. Lex was furious about this and had to stay in Smallville, a little longer than he had planned.

Why a junior like Lex would ask a freshman like Lana to a dance, I’ll never know but that night did not go well for either of them, which made the tornado sirens that much worse.

Lex had somehow made Lana furious with him and she decided that she needed to leave in the middle of a tornado warning. Granted most of the time, that’s all, it was just a warning. Tornados touched down near us all the time and to be safe we always sought shelter but most of the time it was just warning, and we ended up being fine. Lana decided to take that chance and drove away in her small Ford Ranger.