Chapter 8: The Red Beret, Take One
Chapter 9: Phantasmagoria in Two
Chapter 16: Fields of Asphodel
Chapter 17: A Rose by Any Other Name
Chapter 25: The Widow’s Daughter
Chapter 26: Great Eastern Road
Chapter 27: Red Beret, Take Two
Chapter 28: When We Were Kings
Chapter 37: Dead Queen, Take One
Chapter 41: The Italian Merchant
Chapter 42: Fynnesbyrie Fields Forever
Chapter 43: The Boy and the Boatman
Chapter 44: Josephine and the Flying Machine
Chapter 46: Consequences of Happiness
Chapter 48: Side Effects of Electrocution
Chapter 49: The Lady, or the Tiger
I SHOULD HAVE KISSED YOU. JULIAN LAY NAKED ON HIS BED, clutching the red beret, staring at the ceiling. I should have kissed you the last time I saw you.
After half a night passed like this, he gave up on sleep, jumped up and began to get ready. He had a lot to do to be in Greenwich by noon. Don’t dawdle, the cook told him. You have very little time. You have a picosecond inside of a minute. And don’t get stuck. Where you’re going, the opening is wide enough for one man, but not for all men.
And what was Julian’s wise response to this?