Eve of the Storm

The sky is pitch black, illuminated only by the flashing of lightning from in front of the airport. The storm crept closer and closer, it would be right on top of us within a few minutes. I had come prepared… Ilona went inside the restaurant and took a seat while I stayed outside. The rain began to pelt down as the winds suddenly but predictably picked up and began battering the terrace. Everyone but me went inside. It was a delightful moment to be alone.

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