Amish Vines and Orchards [03] For Every Season by Cindy Woodsmall

Author:Cindy Woodsmall [Woodsmall, Cindy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary, Romance, Inspirational
ISBN: 9780307730077
Goodreads: 17671706
Publisher: WaterBrook Press
Published: 2013-08-20T05:00:00+00:00

TWENTY

Rhoda roused, opening her eyes. It was dark, but the silhouettes surrounding her were of the living room in the farmhouse. The couch under her was soft and inviting, but how’d she get here? She sat upright, trying to read the clock. The digital ones at the Cranfords’ were much easier to see.

She squinted, making out the positions of the hands. Five o’clock. The faint memory of coming in around three thirty to warm up teased her brain. Maybe she’d rested her eyes for a moment and fallen asleep.

She breathed in the smells and feel of home with its crooked staircase, oversize hearths, and windows that rattled when the wind howled. Camilla’s place was much nicer, but being under this roof reminded her of the old house she’d grown up in. Unlike her home in Morgansville, Pennsylvania, here she was free to be herself—uncomfortable intuitions and all. Samuel saw to that. Jacob would too when he was settled and living here full-time.

Her eyes and body ached, but tending to the orchard was as much a part of her now as it was any of the Kings. The sense of contentment and joy defied logic, especially as they fought against the frost, but she never felt more alive or gratified than when nurturing plants.

She grabbed her overnight bag off a chair and staggered into the bathroom. She flipped on the shower before looking out the tiny window. It was impossible to see much from here, but she caught a glimpse of someone driving a wagon out of the orchard. After a quick shower and some food, she’d relieve Leah.

Before long Rhoda was walking into the kitchen. Samuel sat at the table with his back to the fire and a mug of coffee in hand. A dozen emotions hit her all at once, surprising her. She missed having time with him before anyone else was up. Guilt and fear nipped at her. Apparently Jacob had been more right than she’d realized to want her living with Camilla and Bob. But what about returning here to live?

“Morning.” She tried to sound casual. Had she managed it? It’d probably be wise to eat a few bites of food and leave. There was a loaf of breakfast bread on the table. Near it were small plates, each holding separate items: butter, cheese, and fruits.

Samuel glanced up, looking no worse for the wear of working all through the night. “Good morning.” His voice sounded hoarse from breathing in the smoke from the wood and oil fires. Did hers?

The plate in front of him was more than half full, so he wasn’t done eating. He focused on the contents of his mug.

She sat across from him. Would he forgive her if she said the truth: that she missed talking with him over coffee before sunrise?

His eyes met hers, and she rose and got a mug and a clean plate from the cabinet. “How did the trees fare?” She filled the cup with coffee.

“Good, I think. I saw

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