Running From Storm
In my collage is a beautiful, old, Ford truck. I have never seen it in front of this villa. It looked like it was newly restored, fresh paint, shiny and all spiffed up. It was gorgeous!
Above the villa's roof, I saw a really dark front rolling in. The wind had freshened up, blowing a warning of a thunderstorm. I was 7 miles out from my villa when I heard clap of thunder and knew it was time for me to git home. You can see the dark clouds and rain coming in at me. I got home in time to get in the garage safely and dry. I don't like lightning and have a healthy respect for it. I was once struck by a finger of lightning as a kid. It scared me witless. Therefore I avoid it all the time.
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