“I remembered Daemon's feather soft kisses on my cheek, and I remembered the clouds parting and the sun shining on a cold February day in Ireland. And as my baby girl was laid on my chest and my husband held… — Rebecca Boucher Copy Share
“Fearful that they would be caught, the young lovers cast themselves into the sea with their stone, saying these words, "May we ever be… — Rebecca Boucher Copy Share Image
“I remembered Daemon's feather soft kisses on my cheek, and I remembered the clouds parting and the sun shining on a cold February day in Ireland. And as my baby girl was laid on my chest and my husband held my hand, I saw my best friend Kat walk into the sun kissed part in the clouds, hand in hand,… — Rebecca Boucher Copy Share
“Sometime later, I stood watching the cold rain fall, when suddenly I felt Daemon's arms around me and his lips on my neck. He… — Rebecca Boucher Copy Share Image
