"He says to me ‘you feel restless during thunderstorms because they negatively charge the ions in the air. The entire fabric of your being is being changed by the sky. Isn’t that something?’
I think on this and run my finger from the top of his forehead to the bridge of his nose and kiss him there. Gently feel all my insides begin to unravel at the contact.
I laugh and say ‘that explains it then.’
He smiles and murmurs ‘what?’
The sigh falls out of my mouth like a prayer, ‘it explains you.’"