"I'm hungry!" said the girl.
"Hush! If you want to go home I--"
"I'm hungry now!" said the girl, as her foot came up off the ground.
"Okay, we'll get something to eat," he said quickly.
They began heading toward the Kent farm. He couldn't concentrate on how to get them home if he didn't and he couldn't have them getting in the way, while he tried to solve the problem. His mom would watch them. The baby seemed sweet tempered and without powers but he wondered how his future wife dealt with their demon seed.
"Where are we going, Daddy?"
"To my mom's, I mean your grandmom's house."
"Yay! I bet she's got yummy cookies for me. She's a better cook than you."
"I'm not arguing with you, little girl, am I?"
"Why are you calling me little girl? My name's Lilly!"
"Sorry, Lilly."
"Where's Mommy?"
"I wish I knew."
"You lost her."
"I didn't lose her."
"Then where is she?" she asked, stopping and putting her hands on her hips.
"Do you act this was way around your mother, talking back and kicking her?"
"No. Mommy doesn't take my crap."
"That's not a nice word!"
"Mommy says it."
Clark sighed. He was beginning to dread his future. At least his wife could handle the girl. He really needed to find her.
"Can you tell me your mommy's real name or what she looks like, Lilly?"
"You're making fun of me!" She folded her arms and said, "I'm not talking to you."
That went well. However the silent treatment was a nice change but 3 minutes later…
"Daddy, why is the sun yellow?"
"God made it that color."
"Why isn't it red? I like red."
"Actually--"
"Daddy?"
"What?"
"Where's your glasses?"
"I have no idea what you're talking about."
"Daddy?"
"Do you ever stop asking questions?"
"Why didn't we fly there?"
"No tickets."
"What?"
"Look, Lilly. There's grandma's house."
"Yippee!" she shouted and began to run.
"Well, son. It looks like she hasn't developed super speed only strength so far. That's good."
The baby giggled.
They all went inside and Clark turned on the TV and sat the kids in front of it.
"Mom!" Clark hollered, "I have a surprise!"
Martha was in the kitchen cooking supper. She handled the news pretty well.
"You mean those two kids out there are my future grandchildren?"
"It would seem so," he answered.
"It could be worse. They could be my present grandchildren. They aren't are they?"
"Of course not!"
"Okay. I trust you. Let me guess. You want me to baby sit?"
"What else is a grandmother for?" he said with a teasing but charming Kent smile.
"I'd love to spend some time with them but I have an important meeting after supper that I can't break."
He sighed, "I have to work on the situation. Their parents must be freaking out. Who could I get to baby sit?"
"Hi, Mamaw! I wanted to say hello before but Looney Tunes was on," Lilly said, as she hugged Martha.
"That's okay."
"Your hair's a funny color. It's supposed to be white."
"Thank you for telling me, sweetheart," Martha laughed, "you want some spaghetti?"
"I love spaghetti," she said jumping up and down.
Clark walked into the living room. The baby was asleep.
Why didn't he think of it before? Lana might very well be the children's mother and even if she wasn't, she was still great with kids. She would baby sit.
TBC