“There was something magical in his completely uninhibited amusement, something right in his utter abandon. It was a glow within him, as if he were translucent, at play with light itself. She somehow felt a peace with the world she had been missing before. She wondered if this was a glow Savio saw in his daughters. Antoníto stopped to look for her and sent up a big wave. This is joy, she thought.” LightJoyChildhoodBlissContentmentParenthoodMagical RealismPeacefulnessGlowSelf Amusement Book:The Gardens of Marguerite Source: The Gardens of Marguerite