Diana's p.o.v
My thirteen year old son, Apollo treats me to a private concert on the rooftop. The setting sun
serves as the perfect backdrop. The sound of Apollo's harp eases my worried mind. Saving the
world can await another minute longer. Clark and Bruce stop by for a quick visit. Apollo trades in
his harp for a ride in Bruce's Bat Mobile. Clark and I wait patiently for them to return. We consider
taking our relationship to the next level.
