Amish Country Amnesia by Meghan Carver

Author:Meghan Carver
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2018-06-04T18:56:00+00:00

ELEVEN

John steadied himself against the bin, his heart twisting within his chest at the sight of Sarah. Her lips were blue from the cold, and her hands trembled from fright.

The sheriff and the other man were still there, hovering on the opposite side of the trash bin. The hum of the car’s engine buzzed in his ears and pulsed through his arteries.

Running wasn’t an option. Even if they could sneak through the evergreens, surely the movement of the branches as they pushed through would alert the men to their presence.

Staying wasn’t an option. Even in top physical condition, there was only so long a person could stay squatting on his haunches. Add in the bitter winter cold, and their time was limited.

And now he had to sneeze. The tickle quickly became overwhelming, and he wiggled his nose even though that did nothing to alleviate the irritation.

The vehicle’s droning sound began to move away. He hadn’t heard a car door, so it seemed safe to assume that both remained in the vehicle that was now leaving. Sarah continued to stare at him, her eyes shadowed with fear, and he cut his view toward the other side of the Dumpster, hoping to communicate with her that he was going to check on the other side. After a gentle reassuring squeeze of her hand, he withdrew from her grasp. On the balls of his feet, he spun toward the edge of the large bin and peered around the edge.

There was nothing there.

He paused, listening intently for the sound of any vehicle. There seemed to be the whine of an engine a way off, perhaps even two. But that could be traffic through the parking lot or from the road on the other side of the building. He stepped from behind the Dumpster, his muscles tensed and ready to flee if necessary.

A few quiet steps took him to the other side of the trash bin and the edge of the building. He exhaled slowly and then peered around the corner.

There it was. The sheriff’s car had just reached the other end of the market building and was turning the corner to drive through the front parking lot and, hopefully, to the exit onto the main road and far, far away from Sarah and him.

He ducked behind the corner on the chance that the sheriff might glance that way as he turned. His shoulder bumped something, and he turned to find Sarah standing next to him, her lip quivering.

“I think we’re all right.” His breath formed a cloud in front of them. “But let’s wait another minute.”

She nodded and hugged her arms around herself.

“Then let’s get to your buggy.”

Worry lines crinkled around her eyes. “Jah.”

John was not a parent, but his heart twisted within his chest as he imagined what Sarah must be feeling, in danger and separated from her only child. He, too, yearned for the sweet presence of the child, a realization that nearly knocked the wind out of him. So far, they were unharmed, but he wanted to check on Lyddie’s safety and then move on to a safe place.

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