Chapter Six
The next day, Clark was in the kitchen pouring himself a glass of orange juice, when his father Jonathan Kent, came downstairs.
"Hey son" Jonathan began " Did you have a good time last night with Lana?"
"Yea," answered Clark right before taking a sip of his orange juice.
"Well, I'm glad," said Jonathan "But I hope that you are still up to a full day of work around the farm."
"Don't worry Dad, just because I went on a date doesn't mean that I will stop helping out around this place," Clark assured him.
"Good, because I need you to fix all that fencing, before all of our animals run loose," said Jonathon.
"Okay, I will but I'm going horseback riding with Lana later today." Clark told his father.
"Oh, so your date went that well huh," inquired Jonathon.
"Yup," said Clark happily remembering the previous night.
Jonathan chuckled a bit and then said "Alright then but do you chores first son."
"No problem Dad," said Clark
"Clark, you're doing it!" shouted Lana as she watched Clark perform a perfect cantar.
"I know," began Clark " It feels great, it's so much better than a trot, it's like a rocking horse."
"Well, I knew you could do it Clark, all you needed was confidence, but you been working on that mare for over an hour. We better give him a rest, do you want to just walk him back to the stable with me?" asked Lana.
" Yea, that's a good idea Lana," said Clark.
Clark and Lana both walked their horses back to the stable and they talked about what they did and how they good improve.
After they finished untacking their horses, Clark pulled Lana in towards himself and they kissed. It was one of those kisses where you got a warm, fuzzy feeling inside and everything in the world seems just right, and that was exactly how Lana felt.
"Clark wait, I got you something," Lana said.
"Oh," began Clark " You didn't have to."
Lana reached into her pocket and pulled out a little box and gently handed it to Clark. Clark took the wrapping paper off the package slowly, seeming to want to savor the suspense of what was inside. Then he pulled out a watch. The watch was stunning silver; the numbers and hands were moving round and round were a deep red.
"Thanks Lana, it's wonderful," said Clark, smiling.
He slid it on his wrist, and for a split second his eyes to twist with a menacing red glow.
"I'm glad you like it," said Lana.
"Do you want to come over to my house, my parents had to go into town, so we would be all alone?" asked Clark.
"Actually, I have to go to the Talon and finish off the shift," said Lana.
"Have it your way then," replied Clark harshly as he walked out of the stable leaving Lana behind.
The next day, Clark was in the kitchen pouring himself a glass of orange juice, when his father Jonathan Kent, came downstairs.
"Hey son" Jonathan began " Did you have a good time last night with Lana?"
"Yea," answered Clark right before taking a sip of his orange juice.
"Well, I'm glad," said Jonathan "But I hope that you are still up to a full day of work around the farm."
"Don't worry Dad, just because I went on a date doesn't mean that I will stop helping out around this place," Clark assured him.
"Good, because I need you to fix all that fencing, before all of our animals run loose," said Jonathon.
"Okay, I will but I'm going horseback riding with Lana later today." Clark told his father.
"Oh, so your date went that well huh," inquired Jonathon.
"Yup," said Clark happily remembering the previous night.
Jonathan chuckled a bit and then said "Alright then but do you chores first son."
"No problem Dad," said Clark
"Clark, you're doing it!" shouted Lana as she watched Clark perform a perfect cantar.
"I know," began Clark " It feels great, it's so much better than a trot, it's like a rocking horse."
"Well, I knew you could do it Clark, all you needed was confidence, but you been working on that mare for over an hour. We better give him a rest, do you want to just walk him back to the stable with me?" asked Lana.
" Yea, that's a good idea Lana," said Clark.
Clark and Lana both walked their horses back to the stable and they talked about what they did and how they good improve.
After they finished untacking their horses, Clark pulled Lana in towards himself and they kissed. It was one of those kisses where you got a warm, fuzzy feeling inside and everything in the world seems just right, and that was exactly how Lana felt.
"Clark wait, I got you something," Lana said.
"Oh," began Clark " You didn't have to."
Lana reached into her pocket and pulled out a little box and gently handed it to Clark. Clark took the wrapping paper off the package slowly, seeming to want to savor the suspense of what was inside. Then he pulled out a watch. The watch was stunning silver; the numbers and hands were moving round and round were a deep red.
"Thanks Lana, it's wonderful," said Clark, smiling.
He slid it on his wrist, and for a split second his eyes to twist with a menacing red glow.
"I'm glad you like it," said Lana.
"Do you want to come over to my house, my parents had to go into town, so we would be all alone?" asked Clark.
"Actually, I have to go to the Talon and finish off the shift," said Lana.
"Have it your way then," replied Clark harshly as he walked out of the stable leaving Lana behind.