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“Hi, Bruce! What’s up?” Clark smiled in his little zoom box. “Congratulations, by the way.”
Bruce grunted. “Congratulations to you too.”
Clark tilted his head. “For what?”
“For the same reason,” Bruce said. He held up Lila in the zoom picture frame. Her iconic wispy black curls bounced as she wriggled around in his hold. “She’s your granddaughter too.”
For a moment, Bruce thought the computer application had frozen. It had not. Clark had, though. “I don’t understand.”
“She’s Connor and Tim’s child,” Bruce explained.
Clark’s face blanched white. “Connor got Tim pregnant?”
Bruce grunted. “They used IVF.”
“What?