A Stranger's Wish (The Amish Farm Trilogy 1) by Gayle Roper

Author:Gayle Roper
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Art Teachers - Pennsylvania - Lancaster County, Amish, Christian, Action & Adventure, Pennsylvania, Lancaster County (Pa.), Fiction, Romance, Lancaster County, Christian Fiction, Adventure Stories, Art Teachers, General, Religious, Love Stories
ISBN: 9780736925860
Publisher: Harvest House Publishers
Published: 1998-01-01T07:00:00+00:00

12

I walked into the house to find that Mary still wasn’t home from the farmers’ market and Ruth was working with black permanent press fabric at the treadle sewing machine.

“What are you making?” Ever nosy, I walked over to see. I find anyone who makes something from scratch very impressive. The last time I had sewn was in a class in junior high. We had to make blouses, and mine somehow had sleeves of two different lengths and button holes that didn’t match the placement of the buttons.

“It’s a dress for Mom.”

I wondered how they had decided it was time for Mary to have a new dress. The decision wasn’t dependent on changing fashions, as many of my purchases were. The caped dresses had been the same forever. Well, slight exaggeration, but for a very, very long time.

Did you automatically make a new one every fall and spring, or did you wait until the old one got holes? Did you make a new one for an occasion like a wedding you were attending, or was that seen as prideful because you wanted to look your best? I decided that given amazing Amish frugality and practicality, holes got my vote.

“Careful you don’t get lost in all the fabric,” I teased. Ruth was such a tiny girl. Tiny, slim, and petite. I’d noticed that she was wearing her dresses with the hem at the knees, very daring for an Amish girl and a subtle sign of rumspringa. Mary’s dresses reached well down her calf, almost to her ankles.

“Love your shoes,” Ruth said with a smile.

I glanced down at my red Chucks and wiggled my toes. “Me too. I found them at a yard sale.”

“I’ve got a girlfriend who would love them.”

“Really?” Intriguing. An Amish girl in Converse high-tops?

“Rhoda Beiler.”

“The one who almost fainted at the pretzel factory?”

Ruth nodded, looking around as if she were checking for anyone listening. She leaned toward me and said softly, “Her running around has gone real wild. She wears jeans and smokes and goes to the hoedowns where they drink and some do drugs. She stays away all weekend with guys and listens to rock music on her iPod all the time. She went to a couple of rock concerts with some of the older kids, and now she wants to be a rock star.”

An Amish rock star boggled the mind. “Does she play an instrument or sing?”

Ruth glanced around again. “She’s taking guitar lessons. She got a raise at work and didn’t tell her father. That way she can keep the extra money for lessons instead of turning it in to him like me.”

“You give all your money to your father?” My dad might have tried to manage my life, but he never asked for any money I made, even when I was young. “Tithe some and save some,” was all he said.

“I give Father most of it. Everyone does.” She glanced toward Jake’s doorway and said softly, “Jake’s care has cost a fortune. If my little can help, I’m glad to give it.

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