Story in 194 words.

Every time the storm's electric light illuminated the dark room I saw her body silhouetted against the window. We'd made love in tune with nature's rage. Each crash of thunder had spurred us on. We'd laughed and tried to scream above the sound of the angry sky. The fleetingly eerie flashes of light hurled onto the ground by the clouds irritation, made grotesque shadows of our writhing bodies. She'd kept the secret from me as the rain lashed mercilessly against the open patio doors.

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We'd met when we'd shared the rescue of her scattered shopping, which had rolled around the supermarket floor. We'd stood clutching everyday packets of this and that. I'd stared into her receptive brown eyes and knew I'd lost control of myself to her. The next few months had been like a dream, a fairytale. I forgot my friends and my family, there was only her in my every breath.

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I took a last glimpse of her as the lightening glittered momentarily, then I closed the door behind me. A new storm had erupted within my blood, when she'd told me her husband would walk free from the prison gates tomorrow.