Lightning—and your face lit up above me. A half second later, thunder crashed like artillery outside, and we met at our destination, bursting into each other in both body and spirit.
Several long seconds passed in the clouds overhead as the rumbling faded away into the miles, and you leaned down to kiss me.
* * * * * FFF-55 Vol. LVII. Tell a story in exactly 55 words. Go see G-Man.