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My heart is about to leap out of my body as I stare at the stranger standing before me. My body has frozen and I can hardly bat a lash, talk more of screaming out.
He reaches out and touches my shoulder, causing me to shiver.
Why does his touch feel so familiar?
"Who… who are you?" I finally stutter out.
His hand moves to the hat on his head and he pulls it off, revealing his face.
I gasp, and relief slowly swerves across my body as I stare at his never-aging face.
"Philippe!" I scream excitedly, grinning widely.
He smiles but I'm sure that the smile didn't reach his eyes.
I peer closely at him, worry slowly seeping in.
"What's going on? Aren't you supposed to be in France?" I ask and he shrugs.
"I recognized you at the restaurant and decided to meet up with y
