A Raindance Story

It was a warm, sticky afternoon,and anything could happen... Aparently, I did the ol' Sugar Land rain dance today, and I got more than I bargained for. There was electricity in the air, literally. Cloud-to-ground lightning danced wickedly in three parts of the sky, making the viewer feel surrounded. There was no warning, no signal except when it hit, and it hit with the fury of a lion. There was one, loyal, shelter on a small porch directly in the storm's path, needing to be disassembled post-haste. Four brave men answered the call when the storm was at it's worst, getting completely drenched in the process. With the winds howling at speeds of 40 mph they managed to reduce the height of the canopy all the way to the ground, and secured it to the door after they came in from the tempest. As they changed into dry clothes, little did these men know that they would meet the tempest in battle again. Being assured that no more alterations were needed for the shelter, they were surprised when their leader wanted to collapse the shelter down completely, and reluctantly complied. Having a recess in the rain assisted greatly in the complete breakdown of the canopy until the cloudburst drenched them yet again when the break in the storm ended. All in all, the deluge lasted for several hours, bringing nearly two inches of rain to parched neighborhoods all over Sugar Land.