Part 1 Clark's stride was steady and sure as he walked Poppy home from college. Poppy walked beside him, her eyes occasionally darting to his face, a soft smile playing on her lips. She was sweet on the boy, her heart fluttering; his hand occasionally brushing against hers, she was happy class had been ended early and that Clark had asked her if he could walk her home; he had asked her out on the way. As they got to Poppy...