The Dark Farewell by Josh Lanyon

Author:Josh Lanyon [Lanyon, Josh]
Language: nld
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

The Dark Farewell

“What’s that like?”

“Very different.” Flynn thought for a few moments. “I guess…things were too easy for me growing

up. It leaves you unprepared for the bad times that come.”

“I don’t know. Maybe it gives a kind of foundation. Having an education. Knowing that you’re

loved.” Julian said it simply, seriously, and for some reason Flynn’s throat closed tight. Too tight to say a word. What Julian said was true. Those things should have supplied Flynn the bedrock of philosophical and spiritual certainty. Why hadn’t they? A lot of people had suffered through the war and the terrible influenza epidemic that followed, and they hadn’t closed themselves off from life and love.

Here was Julian who hadn’t had half the advantages of Flynn, was about as isolated and lonely a man

as Flynn had ever known, and yet he possessed a calm confidence and an almost childish optimism.

“If you could do anything you wanted in the world, what would it be?” he asked Julian.

Julian’s eyes widened as though Flynn were really offering this, as though he had the power to give

him whatever he would like. “I’d like to own a café.”

“A café?”

“Like in France before the war.”

“Were you in France before the war?”

“A couple of times. When I was a child. I loved it.” He smiled, remembering. “They have these little cafés. Bistros, the Russians call them. I’d like to open one. Omelets stuffed with mushrooms and cheese, coq au vin, mussels in cream sauce. And I’d like to sing there in the evenings.”

“Sing?”

Julian nodded. His eyes were bright and mischievous. “Yes.”

“Can you sing?”

“Er, a bit.” He was still smiling, and studying him, it occurred to Flynn that it wouldn’t matter if he could sing or not. People would love him. In Greenwich? They would adore him.

He put that thought away, and said, “Well, why don’t you? You can’t do this forever, surely?”

“It seems you can.” Julian’s smile had faded. He sounded bitter.

“You could surely stop if you didn’t want to do it any longer? You’re free, white and over twenty-

one.”

“And what would I live on?”

“What happens with all this money you earn?”

“Grand-père controls the purse strings.” He was staring out the large window again, his profile hard.

“Don’t you get a say in how the money you earn is spent?”

A second or two passed and he thought he wouldn’t get an answer, but then Julian turned back to him

and he was smiling again. “Anyway, it’s a nice dream. Did you get to try much French food when you were over there?”

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