A few hours after I put Ashlyn to bed tonight, she woke up crying so I took her outside.
We peered through the darkness and saw fireflies light up the yard.
We heard thunder rolling in the distance.
We saw flashes of lightning over the mountains.
We felt the wind in our hair.
We heard tree frogs and crickets.
We felt each other's heartbeat as we cuddled under the night sky.
She stopped crying.
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