Kryptonite Wheat

Superman had a grandfather. Nobody knew his name, but they knew of him. He was Krypton’s Chief Farmacist, collecting wheat for the masses. He would often call from the fields, “Kal-El, Kal-El!” And Kal-El would come. “We shan’t speak further, for nobody knows what ‘shan’t’ means anymore. That, and we could be blown to bits… [...]