hero_farmboy borrowed with much love.

It's been four days since her husband buried his biological father. Clark has been keeping himself busy with work, or farm chores, in what appears to be another attempt to cut himself off from everyone. It's an irrational maneuver, but understandable if one knows how many people he's lost over the years. Eirene's been trying to give him the space he needs, hoping that the barely-there smiles aimed at his daughter will pass, or the way Clark holds himself so stiffly will end.

( He's hurting. )

It's an ordinary Friday, which is the way these things always start out. Eirene rises early, enough to kiss her husband farewell before he heads out to help with chores and then head to work. The apartment is blessedly quiet and she takes advantage long enough to set a kettle on the stove before curling up on the couch with an ear open for her daughter's eventual waking up.

( She gets another hour... )

1 question...
1 chance...
1 honest answer...

That's all you get. Ask me one question. Any one question, anything, no matter how crazy it is. An honest answer. No catch.

Well, okay, there's just one. All comments will be screened so your question stays private between you and me, and only you will get to see my answer to your question. But I dare you to repost this and see what people ask you.

[fake screened ftw. all answers exist outside regular verses unless there's an agreement from both parties.]

Weekends were always busy in the Kent household. Clark spent most of each day out at the farm, working diligently on the slowly-emerging house skeleton, while Eirene did housewife stuff and then took Zoe for a walk around the country. A few times she'd blurred up to Olympus so her parents could see the grand-kid, but made sure to be back before sunset so her husband wouldn't worry.

( He was extremely talented at it. )

A is for age: Uh, I lost count a while back.
B is for beer of choice: Can I have mead instead?
C is for something you crave: Oreos.
D is for your dog's name: Troy
E is for essential item you use everyday: Love.
F is for favorite TV show at the moment: I don't watch television much. Whatever Clark watches, I guess?
G is for favorite game: Football
H is for Home town: Olympus.
I is for instruments you play: Pan pipes, I'm learning the guitar now, and bongo drums.
J is for favorite juice: Apple
K is for kickin ass: Let's not.
L is for last place you ate: Kitchen.
M is for marriage: Groovy.
N is for your full name: Thallo Eirene Kent
O is for overnight hospital stays: When Zoe was born.
P Is for favorite place: Outside.
Q is for quote: When the power of love overcomes the love of power the world will know peace. ~Jimi Hendrix
R is for biggest regret: War.
S is for status: Married.
T is for time you woke up today: When Zoe did.
U is for underwear you have on now: I don't.
V is for vegetable you love: Brussel sprouts..
W is for worst habit: Oh, I have a lot.
X is for x-rays you've had: None.
Y is for yummy food you ate today: I don't think I ate.
Z is for the zodiac sign: Pisces.

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Sometimes when we are generous in small, barely detectable ways it can change someone else's life forever. --Margaret Cho

The great French Marshall Lyautey once asked his gardener to plant a tree. The gardener objected that the tree was slow growing and would not reach maturity for 100 years. The Marshall replied, 'In that case, there is no time to lose; plant it this afternoon!' --John F. Kennedy

Happiness comes more from loving than being loved; and often when our affection seems wounded it is only our vanity bleeding. To love, and to be hurt often, and to love again - this is the brave and happy life. --J. E. Buchrose

Where there is hatred, let me sow love. Where there is injury, pardon. Where there is doubt, faith. --Saint Francis of Assisi

Be sure that it is not you that is mortal, but only your body. For that man whom your outward form reveals is not yourself; the spirit is the true self, not that physical figure which and be pointed out by your finger. --Cicero

If you read this, even if we don't speak often, please leave a comment to this post with a memory you have of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad. Once you've left a comment, post this little paragraph on your journal and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.

[Verse is wide open, so from anywhere and anywhen.]

Eirene doesn't let herself get mad often.

For one, it's the opposite of what she's supposed to be about and, as a Greek deity, she does have an image to maintain - even if it usually involves paint spatters and crazy outfits. Two, anger demands a lot of energy, which could be put to better use helping other people. And three? Well, it's kind of embarassing. When the goddess loses her temper, she tends to become a little absent-minded. Which explains why she's standing in the middle of a forest -- or jungle -- she's almost entirely certain she's never seen before.

( It all started out so innocently. )