An Amish Cookie Club Christmas by Sarah Price

Author:Sarah Price
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Zebra Books
Published: 2019-08-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty

Mary could have been knocked over by a feather when Verna and Wilma surprised her with a visit on their way home from Edna’s house.

“Dropping off cookies for you!” Verna sang out as she swept into the room and dropped a container onto the counter.

“Oh, how thoughtful! I thought Bethany would bring some home, but this is ever so much better!” She tucked the blanket around her propped-up leg and gestured toward the chairs. “Sit for a while. Please.” It might have only been a week, but Mary suddenly realized how lonely and bored she’d been sitting in the recliner day in and day out. Aside from her friends’ visit on Wednesday, she hadn’t seen anyone but Bethany and Abram. She’d especially missed baking cookies with her friends at Edna’s house.

“How was everything at the Esh farm today?” she asked, although she cared more about how Bethany was making out than anything else that was going on at the farm.

Verna gave her a reassuring smile. “The haus was set up right nice already, and Edna seems to get on really well with Bethany.”

Mary beamed. “Oh?”

“Ja, for sure and certain. Your dochder sure is a hard worker. Mind you, we left just before the guests arrived, but she never once stopped bustling about the kitchen, cleaning up after us and making certain everything was ready for Edna’s people.”

The compliment pleased Mary. She was certainly thrilled to hear that Bethany was such a hard worker. Despite her joy, she knew better than to look at Wilma. Mary was fairly certain that such kind compliments about her two daughters rarely—if ever!—made their way to Wilma’s ears.

“I’m telling you,” Wilma said as she worked on the scarf she was making. “There is love in the air, you mark my words.” She pointed one of the needles at Mary. “Your dochder will be an Esh or my name isn’t Wilma Schwartz!”

“Oh?” Mary feigned ignorance, but she certainly suspected she knew that Wilma was referring to John. While Mary found the thought of such a union wonderfully pleasing, she did her best to hide her enthusiasm. She’d said nothing to Bethany about her own suspicions; she certainly wasn’t going to say anything to her friends.

“That John is such a nice young man,” Verna added. “And I know that Edna’s been worried about him for a while. It would be nice if he’d find someone to settle down with.”

Now Mary’s curiosity was really piqued. “Did she say something, then? About John?”

Verna shook her head. “Nee, she did not. But you know how private she is. Unlike some others.” She looked at Wilma when she spoke.

“Ha! I could say the same for you,” Wilma teased back. “But I will concur with Verna. John definitely seems to have eyes for Bethany.”

“Now, Wilma,” she said in a gentle but reproachful tone, “you really mustn’t speculate. That’s how feelings get hurt if things go sour.”

“Only thing sour in that household was the milk she used for making biscuits!” Wilma retorted briskly.

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