Sundays With Ingrid
There wasn’t much space between them, the way they were standing, close to the catapult. Joey leaned across that space, face first, a very awkward movement, leading with his mouth. Ingrid, like a figure in a dream, turned up her own face. Their lips came together. Ingrid’s eyes closed. She felt his arms going around her. She put hers around him. Ingrid had done plenty of hugging—Mom, Dad, Stacy, Mia, other friends, Grampy once or twice, Aunt This and Uncle That—but nothing compared to this. She opened her eyes to see what he was doing. He was watching her. She’d never been so close to someone’s eyes before. At that moment a door opened upstairs and Joey backed away, fast, like from an electric shock.
From Down the Rabbit Hole
Tags: Echo Falls Series
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