Accidentally Amish by Olivia Newport

Author:Olivia Newport [Newport, Olivia]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
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ISBN: 9781616267124
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Amazon: 1616267127
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Publisher: Barbour
Published: 2012-12-12T13:00:00+00:00

When Jakob pushed open the door to their two small rooms, he found Barbara chopping onions and potatoes on one end of the table, and Christian scowling and scrubbing at ink stains at the other end. Anna sat on an upturned barrel near a window, staring out. Jakob supposed it did not much matter what was beyond the pane. These days she just stared for long stretches.

“I copied over the list, Daed,” Christian said. “The old one was getting too hard to read. But the ink is nearly gone.”

“You’re an organized young man.” Jakob reached into his pocket for the powder and dropped it on the table. Christian would know what to do with it. Lisbetli was stuck to him again, but he carried the hope that she would recover her childhood in the kindnesses of people like Elizabeth Kallen.

“I have three columns,” Christian continued. “One column tells us the supplies we already have, like axes and hammers and pots. The second column is a list of things we absolutely need before we go. I put the bellows there. We can’t go without those.”

“When I get my wages next week, we’ll go see the blacksmith,” Jakob said.

“And the third column are things we can get when we can afford them.”

Jakob leaned over the table and glanced at his son’s lists, surprisingly neat and straight. The boy took the planning tasks so seriously that Jakob sometimes had to remind himself he was only nine.

A knock made all their heads turn. Christian hopped off his stool and opened the door. Hans Zimmerman stepped inside. The two men exchanged a greeting by lifting their chins toward each other.

“We’re almost ready.” Hans straightened his hat. “We’ll be leaving in a few days.”

Christian’s eyes moved to his father and widened. Jakob nodded. His son was full of questions, but he knew better than to enter the conversation uninvited.

“There might yet be a blizzard.” Jakob laid a hand on the top of Lisbetli’s head.

“As the Lord wills,” Hans replied, “but the Siebers have offered us shelter for the last of the winter. When the weather allows, we will begin clearing. We might still get a late spring garden in.”

“I don’t suppose we’ll be far behind you. By Christian’s reckoning, we will soon be outfitted ourselves.”

“Would you like some coffee, Mr. Zimmerman?” Barbara asked. “It’s fresh.”

Zimmerman nodded. Jakob offered the best chair in the room to his friend and sat on a crate with Lisbetli in his lap.

“Christian, what news do you have?” Zimmerman asked as Barbara handed him coffee.

This was all the invitation Christian needed. He pulled his stack of papers out of his lap and reviewed the Byler progress in collecting homesteading supplies. Their wagon was stored with the man who kept their horse, and as they acquired items, Christian and Jakob secured them in the wagon. Christian had drawn his own scaled sketch of the farms emerging along Irish Creek: The Stehleys had arrived a few weeks ago and immediately claimed land west of the Bylers.

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