An Amish Mother for His Twins by Patricia Davids

Author:Patricia Davids
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2021-04-09T15:54:49+00:00

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Nathan finished his meal in silence. It was good to be home. He had missed his children. He had even missed Maisie a little. While it had been good to see the men he worked with again, he’d found it hard to keep his mind on his job. Even one close call with a log that slipped out of its cable wasn’t enough to force him to put Maisie out of his mind. Now that she was sitting across the table from him, he tried to figure out why.

Was it because of the things she said and did that reminded him of Annie? Or was it because of the way she showered his babies with love and tried to make his sparse cabin homey? He’d noticed the clean windows and floors, and how the house always smelled like something good was cooking. It had been a long time since Nathan felt at home, even in the place he’d built with his own hands.

He went to the rocking chair and took down his Bible. He caught Maisie giving him a puzzled look.

“I enjoyed reading to them yesterday. I thought I’d read to them while you clean up.”

“I think that’s a wonderful idea.”

When Maisie finished with the supper dishes, she sat in the rocker and began to hem a gown she had made out of a soft yellow material. He caught her yawning several times.

Before Nathan was finished reading the story of David and Goliath, Jacob began to fuss. He knew Charity wouldn’t be far behind her brother in demanding her supper.

Maisie put her sewing aside and went to the icebox to get their bottles. Nathan got up and took them from her hands. “I’ll do this feeding. You look tired. Why don’t you turn in?”

“I can take care of them.” She reached for the bottles.

He held them away from her. “I haven’t seen them all day. I want to do this.”

“All right. If you put it that way. I am tired. I believe I will go to bed. Don’t forget to warm the milk.”

“I won’t. Good night, Annie.” He placed the bottles in a bowl and filled it with hot water from the kettle on the stove.

He turned back to see Maisie still standing beside the icebox. “I thought you were going to bed?”

“You called me Annie.”

Something in the way she said it held his attention. He had hurt her feelings. “Sorry. I wasn’t thinking.”

“That’s all right. I know how easy it is to confuse us. I saw my reflection in a mirror at the fabric shop last week and I thought Annie was standing in front of me. It’s hard to accept she’s really gone. Good night, Nathan.”

“Good night, Maisie.”

“Thanks for feeding them.”

“Sure.” He watched her climb the stairs with slow, lagging steps. Was she simply tired or was something else weighing on her? It surprised him how much he wanted to know.

Would she confide in him if he asked?

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