The Veronique Arrangement - Part Five
Everyone told me not to fall for her. So of course I did.
“I should go,” Antoine said. “I didn’t know. I’m intruding.” “It’s fine, really,” Veronique assured him. “Parle-t-il français?” He was asking her if I spoke French. “Oui, un peu.” She told him I spoke a little. “Ah, ok.” It was obvious he had more to say, but didn’t want to say it in front of me. That led to an awkward silence. “Grey, maybe you could give us a few minutes?” “Sure.” “We’ll need some wine. There’s a dépanne...