An Amish Courtship by Jan Drexler

An Amish Courtship by Jan Drexler

Author:Jan Drexler
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Love Inspired Historicals
Published: 2017-09-05T04:00:00+00:00


Chapter Ten

Mary held the box of chicks on her lap as Samuel drove home. The fifteen Rhode Island Reds from Ellie would be a welcome addition to the young flock.

They passed Annie’s house and continued north, but Samuel was silent. Ever since they had left Bram and Ellie’s, he had stared straight ahead through Chester’s ears as if she didn’t exist.

“The chicks are a wonderful gift, don’t you think?”

Samuel grunted.

“Ellie has nice children. She said they love Bram, and he is a good father to them.”

Samuel rubbed the side of his nose.

“The children certainly like having the old folks around. They are Ellie’s first husband’s aunt and uncle. Did you know that?”

No response. Mary sat back in her seat and watched the roadside.

When Samuel pulled to a stop at an intersection, she tried again.

“What did you and Bram find to talk about?”

He looked at her as if he had forgotten she was there. “Hmm.” He clucked at Chester to signal him to go on. “We talked about the children.”

He had finally given her a response.

“What about them?”

Samuel glanced at her. “Bram wants to raise them differently than how he and I were raised.”

“I’m sure you’d want to do the same thing if you had children.”

He nodded. “If I ever have children.”

“You don’t think you’ll find a nice girl to marry and raise a family?” Mary’s fingers grew cold. Had Samuel given up on the same dream that she had?

“I never thought about it much. I’ve always thought I was too much like my daed, and I didn’t want to have a family like his.”

Mary remembered the sad tone of his voice as he had spoken of his father on the way to Bram and Ellie’s farm.

“You don’t have to be like him. Bram isn’t.”

He lowered his brow. “I’m not Bram.”

“You aren’t your daed, either. I’ve told you that.” She shifted in her seat to look at him. “Who are you, Samuel?”

“I’m not sure.” He glanced at her again. “I’ve spent too much time trying to not be Daed, I guess.”

He drove past his farm and on to Sadie’s. When he turned in the drive, a strange buggy was tied near the house.

“Who could that be?”

Samuel’s voice was a growl. “That’s Martin Troyer’s rig.”

He pulled to a stop in the drive behind the other buggy. “I’ll take care of Chester if you want to go in to see your visitor. Esther and Judith might be eating supper here, too.”

Mary shook her head. “Ne, I’ll go to the barn with you.” She clutched the box of chicks, thankful for their presence. “I have to get these peeps settled in.”

She had no idea what Martin was doing there, but she wanted to put off going into the house as long as possible. She would find a way to keep busy in the barn or the henhouse.

Samuel nudged her with his elbow as he clucked to Chester to continue to the barn. “Don’t you want to keep those chicks in the house until they’re older?”

Mary looked down at the box.



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