Vincent
After a journey of almost two hours, we arrived at the village.
"Take me to her, Philippe," I say, looking at the picturesque place.
"Sir, it's time for lunch. Let's take some time before going to the young lady." Philippe asks me for patience. I've run out of it. I've been waiting for this moment for over a month.
Philippe asks the driver to stop at a restaurant. We get out of the car, and people look at us, maybe because we are three men of 1.90 meters tall dressed in black. We make our way to one of the tables, and a very kind young lady approaches to serve us.
"Gentlemen," she says while smiling at us and handing over the menu.
"Thank you," we respond, fixing our gaze on the menu. I think nerves and excitement are getting the better of me, so leaving hunger aside, I orde
