Carson started walking towards his car. He was loading up his literary submission for the clover chronicle. He was ecstatic that for once in his life he was finally happy. . He stepped into an ever occuring Clover Field pothole. It was the size of a Gucci knockoff. Carson stumbled and the papers managed to disperse in front of him. Five seconds later a enourmous bolt of lightning zapped the pavement. Three feet away from where Carson had stumbled. Carson looked around him in shock. Did he actually just almost get struck by lightning? Carson had heard about lightning that knocked over trees or power lines,but not people. Especially not in a small town like Clover Field. Especially not to a nobody like Carson.