‘I saw it!’ someone suddenly shouted.
‘Look! Just there!’
‘You’re right,’ shrieked someone else.
‘I saw it too.’
‘And me.’
‘Me too.’
‘You’re not the only ones,’ said another.
‘We saw it too.’
‘Ooooooh!’ oooooohed the crowd.
‘Aaaaaah!’
A silence fell as everyone stared at the pile of televisions.
Inteachán strained to see and had to duck beneath someone’s arm to get a good look.
A single screen in the pile came to life, spilling its static onto the faces of those right at the front. Then another.
And another.
Another again.
One more.
Then all the screens filled with static and together anointed the gathered with a new snow.