Vérité
I’m not easily ruffled. But this was Vérité.
I watched Jean-Claude's soul physically leave his body before he composed himself and slithered toward our table, smiling. You could feel the molecular rejection.
I’m not easily ruffled. But this was Vérité.
I watched Jean-Claude's soul physically leave his body before he composed himself and slithered toward our table, smiling. You could feel the molecular rejection.