Jonathan's Boy
Nov. 22nd, 2003 10:21 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fajrdrakoAnother dodecal - a piece of 144 words - that I wrote for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
svdodecals. though I can't post it there right now. This is an unauthorized sequel to the dodecal Nighttime Visit by ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
acampbell. I wanted to see Jonathan's view of things.
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Jonathan's Boy
Jonathan had always wanted to be a father. It didn't seem right, though, when the little tyke from the spaceship walked into their home. The child wasn't theirs, for Christ's sake. They couldn't just take in a kid like a stray puppy from the fields.
Besides, the boy wasn't even human. How could they explain him? How would they handle the legalities? Where would the money come from?
Jonathan saw the look in Martha's eyes as she watched the boy, and knew they had to find a way.
The kid was cute, like the son he'd always wanted. Bright, too. Strong, but never destructive.
Clark was fascinated by the cows. He laughed when they mooed. He ran through the field, tripped, picked himself up, and waved at the cows, and laughed.
Jonathan was lost. This wasn't the son he'd never had. This was his son.
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svdodecals. though I can't post it there right now. This is an unauthorized sequel to the dodecal Nighttime Visit by acampbell. I wanted to see Jonathan's view of things.~ ~ ~
Jonathan's Boy
Jonathan had always wanted to be a father. It didn't seem right, though, when the little tyke from the spaceship walked into their home. The child wasn't theirs, for Christ's sake. They couldn't just take in a kid like a stray puppy from the fields.
Besides, the boy wasn't even human. How could they explain him? How would they handle the legalities? Where would the money come from?
Jonathan saw the look in Martha's eyes as she watched the boy, and knew they had to find a way.
The kid was cute, like the son he'd always wanted. Bright, too. Strong, but never destructive.
Clark was fascinated by the cows. He laughed when they mooed. He ran through the field, tripped, picked himself up, and waved at the cows, and laughed.
Jonathan was lost. This wasn't the son he'd never had. This was his son.
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