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This is the writer's voice, new fiction from The New Yorker.

I'm Deborah Treasman, fiction editor at The New Yorker.

On this episode of The Writerer's Voice, we'll hear Valeria, Louiselli, read her story,

predictions, and presentiments from the February 16th and 23rd, 2626 issue of the magazine. Louiscelli, a winner of the International Dublin Literary Award,

is the author of five books, including Tell Me How It Ends,

An Essay in 40 Questions, and Lost Children Archive.

A new novel, Beginning, Middle End, from which this story was adapted,

will be published in July. Now here's Valeria Louiscelli.

Predictions and presentiments. I had been looking for something like a beginning,

a strange thing perhaps to expect from time or from life,

the chance to begin or to begin again.

All I had to do, or so I thought, was answer a simple question. How do I reinvent it, the story, our lives?

It was going to be only her and me from now on. We stepped down the airplane stairs onto the

tarmac and look up at the star-clustered sky. On the horizon, behind a black mountain, the moon is rising,

and my daughter stops and tugs gently on my sleeve. Look, ma, a sky yawning. A what? A sky yawning.

What do you mean, darling? Nothing, ma, never mind. In the taxi from the airport to the apartment,

the man on the radio says that Etna spewed a plume of ash and gas earlier today,

but that no damages were reported. He also says that there will be a lunar eclipse before

dawn, and that the Levante will soon enter from the east.

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