Martha is quiet for most of Father’s Day. Not sad, not depressed or even particularly nostalgic, just quiet ( Read more... )

Lionel?

I'm sorry, but I think I'll need to call off work today.

Lionel?

There's something I need to tell you.

Martha feels vaguely the same way she did on Clark’s first day of kindergarten ( Read more... )

In the months that they’ve been together, this is the first time she has gotten home before him. Typically he will spend hours alone with several glasses of wine and just as many opera records until she finally waltzes in, half the night gone. He doesn’t really mind it so much - it would be hypocritical of him to complain, given his own past - ( Read more... )

The red dress or the black dress. It seems she’s always deciding between one or the other. If she had time to go shopping she might try to spice things up, but for now, it’s the red dress or the black dress ( Read more... )

She’s promised to be honest. She’s promised to open up. To let him listen to her. Trouble is, she doesn’t know where to begin ( Read more... )

[ooc: hell_of_heaven used without permission, but with love; clark is presently npc ( Read more... )

Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world, which I find myself constantly walking around in the daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.
-Edna St. Vincent MillayMartha Kent always wakes up before her alarm has the chance to do the honors. Jonathan used to be up before dawn. She would set her alarm for six-thirty, but most ( Read more... )

Her favorite part about being with Lionel is just…lying together after they make love. She doesn’t know what he thinks about, but she typically uses the time to reflect upon how far they’ve come and how much has changed between them over the years. There are still moments she can’t believe they finally managed to find some way to be together - ( Read more... )