[ For a few minutes, all he does is stare at that outstretched hand before he reaches out to touch her. She's real. This is real, but Clark can barely wrap his mind around it. Why hadn't his father told him? Why hadn't he known that somewhere, his family was still alive.
His fingers still shake. Clark wasn't sure if he was crying. ]
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His fingers still shake. Clark wasn't sure if he was crying. ]