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“Okay, Ma,” he whispered.

He looked at her—this small, strong woman who had found a baby in a spaceship and decided to love him. She didn’t see the cape. She saw the boy who scraped his knee, who cried when a calf was stillborn, who needed to be reminded that he was allowed to be human. clarkandmartha

“We saw you. In Metropolis. On the news.” “Okay, Ma,” he whispered