Zapped

My daughter had to work from 9-11 last night at the bar, and when she got home realized she needed soda, milk and a few other odds and ends. It was thundering in the distance and she was a little leery about going out by herself. She called me about 11:30 when she got home and asked me if I would run to Wal-Mart with her. It is only about 3 miles from our house and even though I had worked till 9 myself and had had a hard time getting her son to sleep I didn't want her to go alone, so I threw my shoes on and headed out the door. No sooner had we got in the car and it started to sprinkle rain. At the corner she realized she needed gas so we stopped and got it. As we headed down the road the wind came up and it started raining harder. We got about a quarter of a mile down the road and out of no where came a ZAP!. Lightening hit a building across the road. It light up like the fourth of July and the next thing we knew the tires on her car were going zzzzzzzzzzzzz. The electricity had traveled onto the road and thankfully the rubber tires kept it from hurting us. Holy Shit screamed my daughter and floored the car. We got about a hundred yards and once again ZAP. For the second time the tires went zzzzzzzzz. The lights all around us went out and everything was in the dark. I called my husband and checked on him and the baby. he said the lights had gone out then right back on. We assured him we were ok and got to Wal-Mart a minute or two later to find the parking lot dark, but the store lights on. By then it was raining so hard we couldn't see in front of us. We were still shaken from the lightening strike, and neither one of us were anxious to get out in the rain. She turned the car around, we drove through Wendy's and got a midnight snack and called it a night.