The Snow Child

by Eowyn Ivey

“I mean, I’m not doubting what you think you saw. Maybe there’s just another way to account for it.”

You did not have to understand miracles to believe in them, and in fact Mabel had come to suspect the opposite. To believe, perhaps you had to cease looking for explanations and instead hold the little thing in your hands as long as you were able before it slipped like water between your fingers.