Epilogue: Premiere (Or, Day One of the Rest of Their Lives)This role. This fantastic waistcoats and ballrooms and love-letters role. Jason had thought that once before, back when he’d thought he wouldn’t get it. When he’d thought he’d destroyed whatever chance he might have.
He’d been given the chance. He’d been given so much more.
He turned, emerging from the limo. Held out a hand as camera-bulbs flashed and popped.
Colby took his hand and came to join him on the red carpet. The crowd—fans, the media, some arriving film critics and reviewers—went wild. Shrieks, cheers, calls for autographs and photos. The arches and gilded doors of the storied London theater took all the sound and reverberated it back with aged serene goodwill.
Colby’s hand fit just right into Jason’s. They fit just r
