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Then he spoke. Not to her, exactly. To the air. “Ever see a flock of wild swans land on a lake in November?”

And Clara went inside, climbed the stairs to her tiny room, and lay on the bed in her coat. She thought about the swans. She thought about how they commit to the water, how they cannot change their minds. She thought about the man on the train, and how he had offered her not a proposition, but a vision. And that was perhaps more dangerous, because a vision you carry with you forever. alice munro wild swans

“No,” he agreed. “But you know the swans.” Then he spoke