Kim and Kal

Part 20

I'm laying in bed reading stuff I missed while I was asleep. "Hmm, you can't dress rehearse for tragedy."

Clark's grip on me tightens, "I read that article. It talks about people dying and how you can't be prepared for loss."

I kiss him on the cheek, "The doctors say I'm okay. It won't kill me like it killed her."

He sighs, "I know. But, your grandma."

"Kal, I don't want to talk about that." I stiffen and snuggle into his hold.