“Lois, I’m sorry,” she said.
“What for?” Lois replied, leaning against the railing beside her. From here, the view was of the barn and the cornfield, with a brown and white goat contentedly nibbling the grass within reach of her tether.
“I feel like I’m stealing your man,” Lana said, very softly.
The comment was meant to provoke, and Lana’s eyes widened. “Lois!”
“Well? I just found out that everyone in town apparently thinks you and Clark are the One True Pairing of Smallville,” Lois said, a touch of bitterness in her voice. “I knew you were his ex, but…”
“I’m not his ex, Lois,” Lana said. “We never dated.”
Wish me luck. Last workday of this week. Thank God.