Wilderness Survival
She was silent for a good long moment. For all that Lois could write about other people, effortlessly capture their joy and pain with an exact number of words to allow the Planet's readers a glimpse into someone else's lives, talking about herself was another matter entirely. She hadn't risen as fast as she did in investigative journalism by wearing her heart on her sleeve. But Bruce had shared with her, pieces of himself that were no doubt painful to admit and she could do the same.
It would have been easy to list off some hobbies, perhaps a favorite movie or recount a funny childhood exploit, but none of those quite measured up.
"I buried my fiance before arriving here. Not even my fiance. He hadn't proposed yet but his mother gave me the ring he'd had shipped to his family home when I went for his funeral. He was going to but [...] I was standing at his grave, dropping more dirt onto it before I wound up at the circus."