Ingrid Ch 08
This is a re-posting of my earliest story, Quartet: Ingrid. I have re-edited it to correct errors in punctuation, grammar, and hopefully, readability. Monday evening, Steve and Ingrid strolled across the parking lot of Maurice’s, their arms around each other. Their idyllic weekend was coming to an end and they would be returning to their regular lives tomorrow. They had avoided talking about what came next as neither had a fixed idea of where their relationship would turn. They had been so...