"God works in mysterious ways." Molly said with just a hint of humor but truthfully, she believed that. Not just because her dad had been the Fist of God or that she'd grown up going to Mass every Sunday of her life. Molly had seen too many people survive things that they shouldn't have survived.

"Harry is my dad's best friend. I've known him since I was little, but even with that, I don't think he would have been my mentor if he'd had a choice." It actually felt good to talk about Harry. The pain was still there, but it wasn't as intense as it was before.