Snipits and Tidbits no 2

"Goodnight, Cryssie," Connor said, shutting her bedroom door softly. He walked down the stairs and stopped by the kitchen where Mrs. Kent was. "I'm heading out, I'll be back in a month or two," he said. "You know," Mrs. Kent said, You should be here more often." "You know I would, Ma, but being a superhero doesn't leave me much time to visit." "Well, make time!" She sighed, "Connor, your daughter looks up to you, more than you know it. You have something special with her. She wants you to be there for her, to be supportive; not disappearing every time you put her to bed. Do you even remember the last time you visited?" "Sure," Connor said, "Last month." "No, Connor," she said solemnly, "It's been four months since you last saw her." Connor looked down at his feet. "I'm sorry. I'll try harder. I promise." "Well, you better," Mrs. Kent said sternly. But she couldn't keep it up, she softened her expression and put a hand on Connor's shoulder. "Now, why don't you start and stay another day? She'll be so thrilled to find you not gone." Connor sighed, then smiled at the thought, "Alright." Mrs. Kent smiled, "Good! Oh, she'll be so happy!" Connor smiled. He just wished he could do something more for her. He wished he could give her mother back.