As the international situation roiled, peaceful days were always brief. While seeds buried deep underground quietly sprouted, Hal, wearing a pilot jacket, arrived at Kent Farm once again.
Bruce opened the door. One look at Hal's expression told him that he had brought good news.
The moment Hal saw Bruce, he stepped forward, shook his hand vigorously, and then hugged him. Hal gave Bruce's arm a firm pat and said, "Bruce, I really have to thank you this time."
"Come in. Looks like you have good news to share."
Hal hesitated slightly and glanced inside. Clark came out to greet him as well, reaching out to open the door a little wider. "Spring planting is almost over. My parents went into town to return the rented equipment. There are too many miscellaneous items to sort out, so they'll be staying in town for three days. It's just us here now."
Hal's gaze fell on Diana's face again. Bruce glanced back at her and said, "For the time being, she counts as one of us. Or rather, she's one of your people too."
"You mean she..." Hal made a flying gesture with his hand. Bruce nodded. "You probably don't know, but Oliver certainly does. Amazon women all have special abilities. Diana took part in two World Wars."
Hal was still somewhat doubtful, but after a moment, he went inside anyway. "If you vouch for her, there's no problem with letting her join us. Don't blame me for being overly suspicious. This is too important."
The moment Hal entered, he smelled food. Clark pointed toward the kitchen, where Diana was washing her hands. "There's only one person here who isn't very good at cooking. I don't need to say who."
Bruce rolled his eyes and sat down at the dining table. Hal,