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Prompt #68: Lightning
Word count: 100
They say that lightning never strikes the same place twice. Ever. The proverbial "they" believe that they are right. Gregory has spent a lifetime proving them wrong. He grinned at his reflection, straightening his tie. He has done what they said was impossible. And none too soon.
"It's time."
He turned, following Sean into the small windswept garden. The priest nodded and they turned, waiting expectantly. Olivia's neutral suit belied the quiet excitement dancing in her eyes. She took Gregory's hand, passing Caitlin her small bouquet of flowers.
Gregory drew her closer, whispering in her ear, "Lightning struck us twice."