Inheritance (The Lost Bride Trilogy, #1)

by Nora Roberts

Sonya understood the full meaning of poignant. It hurt, and it warmed, it brushed the dust off old sorrows even as it lifted new joy.

“Mom told me what she had with Dad was magic.” Cleo glanced back. “And you want that?” “Yeah. Don’t you?”

“Damn right I do. I think everybody in the world wants that, and the lucky make it. Because you don’t find magic, Son, you make it.”

“Light always wins. Sometimes it takes way too long, but it always wins.”