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Supergirl smiled from another afternoon of patrolling Smallville. ''Plenty of time to find a crook to fight,'' she muttered while she flew above the streets. Supergirl paused and hovered as soon as she saw what appeared to be one preacher standing near a man reading one newspaper. She heard the preacher's introduction as Reverend Amos Howell. Words consisting of unity.
Supergirl frowned with wide eyes the minute the man faced Reverend Howell and raised his fist to strike him. Flying to Reverend Howell, she used heat vision to cause the man to run.
Reverend Howell nodded. ''Favors later.'' He left.
THE END