Chapter 12He who climbs never stops going from beginning to beginning, through beginnings that have no end. He never stops desiring what he already knows.
–Saint Gregory of Nissa
9:00 a.m. GMT, May 9, 2022
Approaching Belgium in Mei’s personal jet
Awakening, he tries to remember where he is. The pillow is nicely placed under his head, the same as it was when he fell asleep. It’s not bunched up or thrown around, and the sheets are not all over the place like a war zone. This is not normal. Less fog in his mind. Less ache in his head.
Suddenly, Peter stiffens with apprehension. He looks to his left, where Mei sits atop the bedcovers, stroking his arm. Seeing he has awakened, she smiles at him and then strokes his forehead with her fingers in that way that’s just right.
“But I thought y
