It started out innocuously enough. Ma and Pa Kent needed a vacation. Things were quiet, and they’d more than earned one. Neither of them ever asked for much, and a week in Paris was a doable getaway. It wouldn’t have been a possibility if they hadn’t adopted Conner, who enthusiastically offered to keep everything running smoothly while they were away.They wouldn’t have put such an imposition on the neighbors, and there was no way they’d ask Clark to watch the place (they understood he had far greater responsibilities on his plate).
It was midsummer, well before the frenzied activity of Harvest Season. Conner practically threatened to fly them across the Atlantic himself, and he carefully kept his ulterior motive to be alone-together on the farm with a special someone “close to the vest” while all the planning and discussing and packing took place.
The first day that Conner had the vast farm to himself, he enthusiastically called his… okay