Unwanted Attention

Rohit decided it was best to head to the car first and then come back, since Ingrid and him carried a number of bags.

“Ah, that’s okay,” she replied sweetly. “I’ve got all I need for the time being.”

He nodded, “Sounds good,” and looked at his watch.

Only a few hours passed, since the whole fiasco with Colette took some time, and it was already pushing close to the evening. Since it was still the climax of summer, the sun continued to shine brightly in the sky, but had a slightly mandarin-colored hue.

‘I guess we should be heading home if we have nothing more to do here,’ Rohit mused, as he approached his car. ‘But how will dinner go on at home?’

“What’s that over there?” Ingrid piped up, looking at the plaza across the street, which had a multitude of people walking about, and a large fountain at the center. “Is there a festival going on or something?”

The young man looked over to where she was referring to and explained, “Oh, that’s the Blue Marsh Avenue.”