"Following a Newtonian law of incarceration, the court officer clamped the cuffs on him with a force equal to his show of resistance...."

Two men meet in a jail cell... circumstance juxtaposed. What exactly is this thing called "chance" that separates one person's fate from another?

"On the border between Millbrook and Pleasant Valley, just off Route 44, there’s a little patch of woods where my boyfriend hanged himself."

A visitor from the other side... real or hallucination? Should you heed their message? Yes or no, it's already written in the script.

"Three horses cantered across the plain: a grey Arabian, a Palomino and a Roan. Their riders wore spacesuits... but this was not the moon."

"Giovambattista put his foot down on the accelerator as he left the crowded streets of Paris and headed southwest towards Versailles..."

Why is an 18th-century doctor driving a Jaguar? A deeper question: where is that space in which we meet those who are long dead?

"The model is finished and the boy regards the day’s effort with quiet, contemplative satisfaction.... He studies the span of the wings and the four mounted engines."

Where is the borderline between imagination and reality? Does such a boundary even exist?