l'affaire

It wasn't that I meant to do anything. It was just that he was there. No. He contacted me. I knew he would. I waited for him. He found me. I knew he would. I waited for him. Then we were there in the small French cafe. "I'd forgotten how tall you are," I told him. "Will you be able to fit in one of the tables." I was indulging him, but also, I was shocked by his height.