Amish Second Loves by Samantha Price

Amish Second Loves by Samantha Price

Author:Samantha Price [Price, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Samantha Price


Chapter 7

Jesus said unto her, I am the resurrection, and the life:

he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live: And whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this?

John 11:25-26

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As the buggy stopped at Moira and Tom’s farm, Mr. Stutzman looked over at Selma and shook his head. “Hush, don’t cry, Selma. Things will work out for us.”

Selma could tell that he was bothered by what had happened at dinner, but nothing was going to instantly fix all their problems. She felt as though her happiness could only come at the expense of others, and that was something that Selma couldn’t accept.

Michael placed his hand on top of hers and smiled sweetly. “I know that tonight didn’t exactly go as planned, but it only has to be a setback,” he explained. “You don’t have to blame yourself for others being miserable; that’s their choice. This is about you and me.”

Selma sniffed and wiped her eyes. She sighed and slowly met his eyes with her own. “I’m sorry, Michael, but I just can’t talk about this right now. I think I need to be alone for a while.”

Mr. Stutzman looked at her, and the corners of his lips turned downward. His eyes glossed over, as the tears seemed to well up behind them. Selma felt even more horrible than she already did. Not only was she the reason everyone else was upset, but also now she was even hurting the man she cared for most.

“Okay,” he said. “I suppose I’ll hear from you sooner or later,” he added, never looking back up.

He went to get out of the buggy.

“Don’t. I can get down myself, denke.” Selma sighed and climbed down from the buggy. She walked toward the front steps and reached the door. As she reached for the doorknob, she was startled by the sound of Mr. Stutzman’s buggy pulling away from the house. She turned back to look at him and saw nothing but darkness. Selma hung her head, walked into the house and closed the door behind her.

As she headed inside, various sounds pulled her attention toward the kitchen. Peeking in, Selma saw Moira fixing herself some tea and figured she would say hello. “Oh, you’re still awake?” Selma said, startling her friend.

“Oh!” she shouted, turning around abruptly with a look of shock on her face.

Selma couldn’t help but laugh at Moira’s comical expression; her eyes had enlarged while her eyebrows arched on her forehead, and her bottom jaw fell open.

“I didn’t mean to frighten you,” Selma said.

Moira took several deep breaths and then rolled her eyes, letting a chuckle fall from her lips. “It’s fine. I just wasn’t expecting you home so early,” she said. “How did dinner go?”

Selma noticed that Tom wasn’t around, but she figured he had called it an early night to ready himself for a morning of hard work. She looked up at Moira and sighed. “It wasn’t exactly what I would call a pleasant evening.



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