“You should see this,” she called
“No I’m right,” I replied.
“Come on this is amazing,” she called once again.
“No, I’m not interested, I’m watching the footy,” I stated trying to sound disinterested.
“Oh for goodness sake get out from under the bed and come here, I’ll protect you, sometimes you are such a scaredy cat,” she was laughing as she said this knowing full well storms scared the life out of me and I had a morbid fear of being struck by lightning.
The next thing I knew she took my hand and dragged me out onto the veranda. We lived in an old house above the town, and the view was spectacular on a good day and night but tonight as the lightning lit up the skyline the landscape took on a very different shape.
As the streaks of lightning descended, there was the sight of the town being lit up, and then there came the rolling thunder, and as the storm drew closer, the claps of thunder were so intense as to rattle the walls of our house.
We sat against the wall of the house and watched as the storm raged away above us and at different times the town’s lighting went out but quickly restored itself.
Despite my initial fears, I did love the sound of the rain was it pounded on our iron roof and ran in rivulets off the corrugations.
I snuggled against her and felt her hand reassuringly in mine as the last of the storm moved away to terrorise the next town in its path.
Written for: https://helenevaillant.com/2019/04/02/11001/