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Wishes Granted - Chapter 3 - Discoveries

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Richard ran out of the small town and began following alongside Interstate 40 heading towards Oklahoma City not slowing down until he came to a river.  After the other mishaps allowing him to be seen and even filmed, he was trying to make sure he remained far enough away from the highway to remain undetected.  He couldn’t believe he was actually running across three-fourths of the continent just to get home but he did seem to be making a lot of headway. 

Not wanting to use the bridge due to the difficulty of being seen he stopped and considered what to do.  Remembering that Superman had suggested jumping he decided this was as good a time as any to try.  Backing up a ways to get a running start he raced towards  the edge of the river where he catapulted himself high into the air half screaming and half laughing as he soared over the wide watery expanse and landed safely just beyond the other bank.   

Proud of his feat he decided to take a short break before continuing on.  He wasn’t tired or thirsty but decided all the same that a sip of the cool water sounded good.  Lowering himself down onto his stomach within reach of the river he scooped up the cool liquid in his cupped hands.  He stopped before bringing it to his mouth wondering suddenly if the water was polluted or tainted in some way.  Then remembering just who he was, he laughed off any concern.  “Heck I’m Superman, what can it hurt?” 

Getting back up he walked over to a nearby rock and sat down looking out over the river.  He sat there for a few minutes thinking about all that had happened since he woke up that morning.  His mind went back to the cell phone and what he had discovered.  That bit of knowledge made him wonder what other secrets the Man of Steel might have.  What was starting to confound him most, after his brief experiences that morning, was how in the world did he manage to live so private a life? Surely he didn’t spend all his time floating in the heavens only touching down on earth long enough to provide assistance to those in need.  Where did he go, what did he do in those other hours away from public notice? 

His thoughts once again zeroed in on the cell phone or more exactly the pocket universe thing that held it.  If Superman moved around in public un-noticed then he would have to be able to blend in. If he could hide a phone in a pocket universe then perhaps…that’s it he thought.   

Jumping up from the rock he once again began patting his body down trying to find if there was indeed another hidden pocket.  Suddenly he stopped… his mind had raced ahead with the puzzle of thoughts coming to a realization.  Bringing his hands up to his shoulders he managed to find where the cape attached to the suit and deftly broke the connections.  He fanned the cape out in front of him like a matador then let it billow down to the ground.  He watched it settle then was instantly on his hands and knees going over every inch of the material.  Nothing happened.

He stood up disappointed but after several seconds a smile slowly took shape and he grabbed one end of the cape and flipped it over so the inside was facing up.  Once again he began a meticulous search and soon his efforts were rewarded.  He held his breath as a large pocket opened just after his hand grazed the middle of the cape three-fourths of the way up towards the shoulder attachments.  Whatever Superman had hidden in the pocket was now available for him to find.  He reached inside and pulled out a bundle of clothes.  His suspicions were confirmed, Superman did indeed walk among them.       
   
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Kristina Knight strolled out of the elevator and headed for the desk she had temporarily been sharing with the advice columnist in a corner of the main bullpen of the Daily Planet.  She was to be given her own cubical on another floor as soon as the repairs were completed from the crystal quake.  The main floor had taken priority and the other floors were just now beginning to have the many electronic devices restored that were the mainstay of the business.  Kristina was in no hurry, rather liking the current arrangement on the busy main floor with the various reporters.

Opening the bottom desk drawer she dropped her purse inside as she looked around the large room to see who was there.  She had expected to find Mr. Kent but to her surprise she instead noticed Richard in his office.  She was rather intrigued to see that his son was with him.  She watched the two for several minutes trying to discern if anything unusual had happened to him.  People often wished for strange things and she couldn’t help but wonder what if anything he had wished for.  She might just have to prod him to get him to make a conscious wish, but hoped not, for that was likely to spoil the fun of a spontaneous and therefore more heartfelt wish.       

She wandered over to the office door and leaned against the frame.  “I’m surprised to see you in here Mr. White. Wouldn’t your little boy have more fun playing in a park on such a lovely day?”

“Oh! Hi, you’re Kristina right?  By the way, it’s Richard.  Mr. White is my uncle.”  Clark had heard Richard say that countless times so it felt right to repeat it now.  “We’re just here waiting for a friend to show up, how about you?” 

“I came in to finalize the Sunday Astrology column.  I always like to verify the layout is just right.  Aesthetics count for a lot you know.”  Now that she was closer to the man she was perplexed.  Somehow he did seem different than he had the day before. His aura seemed brighter and now contained the colors she had marveled at in Mr. Kent’s aura, the light pale yellows, blues, orange, clear red, gold and white mingled together to make up the whole.  The rare combination had drawn her interest to the tall and outwardly innocuous man in the first place when they were first introduced just the prior Monday. 

Sensing his profound loneliness she had originally planned to give only Mr. Kent a wish but as she watched him over the week she had noticed the two men watching each other and soon became intrigued with both of them.  On the spur of the moment she had changed her incantation to include both men.  Now she was seeing a similar aura around the younger Mr. White.  It was a revelation that made her concede that perhaps a wish had been granted after all since the man’s aura had appeared almost mundane on prior days.  She didn’t know what else could have made such a drastic change in such a short period of time.

“That’s a darling little boy you and Miss Lane have there.”  As she spoke she was dazzled by the immediate alteration in the auras of the father and son as they seemed to mingle together and become enriched with bright light-pink tones telling her that they shared a loving, pure and sensitive relationship.  This presented yet another puzzle for now she realized their aura’s appeared very similar in nature when just the day before they had seemed so disparate that she had wondered at the many differences, even questioning their true relationship to one another. 

Clark looked up smiling and nodded answering only, “Yes we know, we’re grateful every day we have with our son.  Speaking of which, I need to get back to this game or he’s going to defeat me even worst than last time.” 

Jason giggled loudly. “Too late Daddy, I just won, but we can play again.” 

“Opps! I guess I was too much of a distraction.  Before I go, you don’t happen to know where Mr. Kent is, do you?  I was hoping to perhaps wrangle a late lunch with him today.  I’m new in town and don’t really know all the good spots yet.”

“Sorry, I don’t think he is going to show here today.  He has already filed an article for tomorrow and I seriously doubt he will have another one.” 

“Oh. Thanks anyway.”  She said turning away, reluctantly going back to her desk to work.  She continued watching the two as they played the electronic game enjoying the mingling of the man’s laughs and the little boy’s giggles completely oblivious to the fact that they were being observed.  She was still trying to discern how so much could have changed overnight, unless it had something to do with one of the men’s wishes.  It was times like this that made her wish she also had the power of clairvoyance. 

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Pulling the bundle of clothes out into the daylight Richard gasped.  Recognizing the outdated suit he could barely believe his eyes.  Sure he and Lois had compared Kent to Superman but they had both quickly found the mere thought outright laughable.  His mind went back to that night at the Planet.  Kent was the one laughing, that dorky wave he had given them was a blatant misdirection.  No doubt, he had been listening and heard their speculations and purposefully thrown a red herring at them. 

Richard went through the pockets quickly finding the glasses, wallet and press badge in the inside suit jacket.  Not that he really needed confirmation.  A slow smile appeared on his face, Superman’s face, as he thought bet he’s not laughing now.   

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Lois rushed out of the elevator and into the bullpen, heading directly for Richard’s office clearly on a mission, her hair wet and stringy.  “Richard, you have to help me save Superman.  Did you see that video? Something is wrong with him and we’re probably the only ones who can help.”   

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