Clark paced the kitchen nervously. The girl, Lera, was gone. Now he was left with his thoughts, and his hopes. What if he wasn't the last, what if what she said was true? His head spun thinking about it. Martha came in, balancing grocery bags.
"Hi, Clark, could you give me a hand with this?"
"Hi, mom. How was your day?"
"What's on your mind Clark?" Clark gave her a puzzled look. "Its written all over your face, something's bothering you. What is it?"
Clark steeled himself, not sure if he was ready to hear the answer, but knowing that he had to. "Mom, when you and dad found me the day of the meteor shower, was there anyone else by the ship?"
"By the ship? No. There was no one anywhere near your ship Clark. Why, do you think someone knows about it, or about your secret?"
"Well…"
"Clark." Martha said warningly.
"Well… there's this girl, and she kind of thinks she's my sister."
Martha looked concerned and amused at the same time. "I doubt that's possible, Clark."
"So did I at first, but she knows about everything. The ship, Jor-el, Krypton. She evens claims to be named after my biological mother, and she has powers, not quite like mine, but similar."
"And you're starting to believe her."
"I want to. If she's telling the truth that means I'm not alone."
"Clark, you're never alone."
Clark smiled at his mother. "I know, mom. But it'd be nice not to be the last one."
She smiled back. "I know."
"So what are you going to do now?" she asked him.
"I'm going to talk to her again. If she really is my sister, we have a lot of catching up to do."
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