When narrator Julian Harcourt, on his way to the Met Opera, is knocked down by a taxi in front of Lincoln Center, he has no expectation that a handsome young man--a tenor--will help him up.
Will Julian be swept off his feet--figuratively, this time? Or does the universe have quite different plans? Julian is living a good life, isn\'t he? He has a career and an apartment he ado.
And then they both have to decide if a friendship will follow.
But Stuart Kreisler happens to be right there.
When narrator Julian Harcourt, on his way to the Met Opera, is knocked down by a taxi in front of Lincoln Center, he has no expectation that a handsome young man--a tenor--will help him up