Love in a thunderstorm

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On the left is a giant thunder storm covering most of the island. To the right is what was left of the sun. I was in the middle.

The wind blew hard and my hair whipped my neck as I rode my bike down the hill to Max’s house. I’m scared to go out in this for fear of seeing him. I thought to myself as I biked rapidly, trying to avoid getting caught in the storm.

The sky was dark in front of me. The rain could be seen two or maybe one mile off in the distance. It was moving in fast. People gathered on the west side of the island to watch the lightning strike across the bay. What a natural beauty, lightning is. Like him.

I got to Max’s house, retrieved the hidden key, and let myself in. He was sitting on the ground waiting for me. He didn’t say a word. I don’t want to go out and see him like this. With Max. All sweaty and still in my work clothes. I’ll just wear my sunglasses. Maybe he won’t recognize me.

“Come on, Max. Let’s go.”

We got ready and left the house. Our walk was brief. I told him about what I was feeling. As I talked, something stirred inside of me. A rumble of thunder. I felt giddy and excited. My fears of seeing him dissipated. Now it was what I craved. The wind blew and the sky darkened. Fierce blows of cool air shook leaves off of trees and creaked a swing in the yard next door. My insides felt electric.

“Max, we’ve got to go home!!!” I told him giddily, picturing him and what I would say to him if he saw me right then.

We would stop what we were doing and look at each other in the eyes. The rain would start coming down, slowly at first. After some eternal moments, the rain would pick up and we would approach each other. Our eyes would say so much all at once, and we would touch hands. And laugh. And run for cover somewhere right as the downpour began.

Max didn’t understand my thoughts. He scoffed at me and said I was naive. “No love story begins in such a ridiculous manner.” He didn’t say the words out loud, but his face said it all.

“Oh, what do you know Max.” We arrived back at Max’s house. I unclipped his leash and let him inside, giving him a treat before I locked the door behind me.

As I stepped outside, the wind was more ferocious than before. And a thunderclap was heard to the west. Lightning was soon to come…

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… and when it did, it would strike his heart and mine at the same time ~*~
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