Remember how in the story, the angel says
Do not be afraid; and how quickly

everything changes for her after that? One moment,
the ordinary world of streets, shops, kitchens,

accounts that always need tending; and the next,
that thick white silence full of portent. Snow

falling, erasing every boundary; the child in her
arms still so young, heavy with sleep and milk.

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