"You are such a bad liar, Smallville." Lois shook her head. Busy, busy, busy. This wasn't entirely unusual for Clark, but it was a little noteworthy. He hadn't slowed down since he returned, not for anything. Or anyone. There'd been a lot of solo dinners, almost as though he hadn't come back at all.
"You never miss Christmas morning," she said a little softly. "I guess if you get a chance, stop by sometime and get your present. I left it on the table." Like some sort of demented milk and cookies she thought.
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