The lightning streaked across the sky and pierced
his heart. He gasped, his eyes rolled back and his
body trembled. Then he fell to the ground. A puff
of blue smoke drifted from the knobby hole in his
back. He was dead, but she couldn't know this. She
arched her back and whimpered. Then she too fell
to the ground. A puff of blue smoke trailed her
to the grassy surface.
Friday, December 15, 1995
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