Fifty-Two Stories submission

I'm writing this using my battery this morning.  We still have electricity, but I yanked everything out of the wall in case we got zapped.  There's a line of thunderstorms coming through.  It's a welcome rain we're getting, but ooooo . . . Guy can jump really fast when a bolt hits thirty yards away at his back.  (grin)  I shouldn't laugh.  The only reason I didn't jump was because I saw it hit.  But it's moving on, even as I do my spell check, so I think we're good.

I do have a bit more news...