Myra

“Ah, even sitting here on my front porch, looking out over the fields, there's a part of me aches to see him walking. To conjure him out of the sunlight in the distance. The shape of my dad, I can almost see it, crossing the field toward me. Come to put his arm around me, reach out an arm to my mother as well, and I'll close my eyes and just breathe.”
― Jaclyn Moriarty, A Corner of White

“There was one true thing. Madeleine. The relief was beautiful. He fell asleep imagining her hands in his hands, holding one another in the darkness.”
― Jaclyn Moriarty, A Tangle of Gold

“There was something in the moonlight tonight. It was stroking the stonework and spires, leaning into cracks between the cobblestones, caressing the stained-glass windows. She felt her heart lift with magic.”
― Jaclyn Moriarty, The Cracks in the Kingdom

“Madeleine Tully turned fourteen yesterday, but today she did not turn anything. Oh, wait. She turned a page.”
― Jaclyn Moriarty, A Corner of White