Amish Romance: The Amish Beekeeper: A Hollybrook Amish Romance Clean & Wholesome Story (Rhoda's Story Book 1) by Brenda Maxfield

Author:Brenda Maxfield [Maxfield, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Tica House Publishing LLC
Published: 2016-11-27T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

The next few days were without incident. Rhoda spent hours at the dining table, pouring over the library books. One of them mentioned prices. They were so painfully low that Rhoda’s spirits sank. She checked the publishing date of the book, praying it was so old that prices would be much higher in the current market. Unfortunately, the book was a mere two years old.

She shoved the volume to the middle of the table. She’d have to rent her bees to every farmer in the district to make any kind of serious money. She looked around the house. Was there something she could sell? She snorted. Selling off odd household goods was no way to make consistent money.

She glanced at her mother, who sat comfortably at the end of the table, cutting out quilt squares. She knew quilts brought in a good deal of money. Englischers loved Amish quilts. The prices some of them fetched were incredible. But she herself didn’t care for quilting, nor was she particularly good at it. Winnie was good at it, but she worked slower than a lame turtle.

No. Quilts wouldn’t work.

Rhoda stood and went to the kitchen, where she paced a circle on the worn linoleum. Maybe moving into Bart’s daadi haus could be a blessing. Maybe her mother would adjust just fine. She peered through the kitchen door to the dining area. Winnie was humming now, her voice nothing more than a thin warble.

Who was Rhoda kidding? Her mother wouldn’t adjust well. She would shrivel up and die. Rhoda moved to the sink and gazed out the window. The wind was blowing. She couldn’t tell how hard because the trees were almost without leaves now, and the branches barely stirred. But the weather vane atop the post next to the drive was spinning.

A walk might do her good. Clear her head.

“I’m going for a walk,” she told her mother. “I’ll be back soon.”

Winnie looked up. “Take your time, dear. I have plenty to keep me busy.”

Rhoda went into the wash room and grabbed her cape. She stepped out the side door and a gust of wind flapped the heavy fabric open. She clutched the edges of the cape and drew them firmly together over her chest. It was downright cold. She set out across the yard, breathing in the frigid air, feeling it deep in her lungs. Cold or not, it felt good.

At the end of the drive, she turned right, heading for Edmund’s Pond. It wouldn’t be long until the pond froze over. In years past, she and her sisters had enjoyed hours of fun slipping and sliding over the thick ice. Oh, how innocent and carefree they had all been then. Rhoda smiled at the memory. She wished she could jump back to those times if only for a minute.

“You’re smiling,” came a deep voice.

Rhoda jerked to a stop. Aaron Raber stood across the road from her. He must have been walking behind her on the opposite side of the road, and she hadn’t seen him.

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