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" Life is a strange thing,” he said quietly. “We make our choices, pick our course and usually have to live with the consequences. But sometimes we’re given the rare and precious chance to take a different path. When that happens, we often can discover what truly matters. Not money, power, land. Not grand houses. It’s this.” He cleared his throat, the old coot, beaming at all of them but especially at his son, Jack, from whom he had spent so many years estranged. “This,” he repeated. “Family. Friends. Love.” “Don’t forget food,” Alex added. "
― RaeAnne Thayne , Currant Creek Valley (Hope's Crossing, #4)