She was there that day,
Waiting for the rain to let up
And let them on their way.
Not only did it refuse to stop,
But all the clouds grew darker,
And the rain grew fierce with rage.
The child gripping at her coat
Tugged at it to get her attention.
She looked down and saw his eyes
Reflecting the stormy sky.
She wonder what she could say
To make him feel at ease,
And thus she uttered an easy lie.
“We’ll be home soon enough”.
And just as those words were said
A fork of lightning lit up over their heads,
The trees shuddered
And so did they.