I Believe in Lightning

Once upon a time, fairy tales, Prince Charming, and Cupid, I wanted to believe in it all. But as the minutes ticked closer to midnight and my blind date didn't show, believing was hard.

"Mind if I sit?" It was a smooth voice that slipped through the air like thunder booming against my eardrum.

In the movies, he'd be stunning, An A-list actor that spends countless hours perfecting his abs. In the dim light of box store twinkle lights, he was average. His hair was a dull brown, eyes a plain green, but when he brushed against my arm, lightning.