Caught in a Storm
I was soaked. My clothes were soaked. I was shivering so bad my teeth chattered. Suddenly the rain let up enough that I spied in the distance a ram shackled decrepit building. It wasn’t much but it would hold off some of the rain and if I were lucky, it might have some source of heat.
I rushed to get inside before the next diamond bright lighting flash or loud clap of thunder. I didn’t stop to think that others might have the same idea.
I knocked him to the earthen floor before I realized I had company. I offered him a hand and he used it, the thunder split the sky and I jumped and screamed. He held me close.
He was young, probably one of the caddies. We both laughed embarrassed at our wet state and at the closeness of our bodies once we realized we were still holding each other.
He leaned down and whispered into my ear. “The lightening can’t get us here, and thunder never killed anyone. Let’s see if we can get a fire started.”
It was only then that I noticed the firepit and the wood next to it. Shakily we separated and looked for kindling. It wasn’t till we were all set to start the fire, I asked “do you have a lighter?”
He laughed, “No but you do.”
I looked down and my soggy cigarettes and lighter could be seen through my almost transparent shirt. “Oh” was all I managed as the blush swept up my face and over it.
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