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She said, “How would we get there?”

He went on, quiet, as if telling her a secret. “When they land, they fold their wings at the last possible second. They commit to the water. They can’t change their minds.” alice munro wild swans

Then he spoke. Not to her, exactly. To the air. “Ever see a flock of wild swans land on a lake in November?” She said, “How would we get there