An Amish Reunion by Amy Clipston

Author:Amy Clipston
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Zondervan
Published: 2019-02-19T16:00:00+00:00

Richard Johnson couldn’t keep his gaze from the woman in front of him. His mind instantly traveled back to the 1940s, when they’d both been teenagers in a small Arnold City, Pennsylvania, neighborhood. She’d always been so pretty and outgoing. Bunny, she’d been nicknamed by his best friend—and her future fiancé—CJ Manchester. That was nearly seventy years ago, but right now, time stood still. Through his eyes she was the blond-haired, blue-eyed firecracker he remembered.

“Richard Johnson?” She let the screen door bounce closed behind her.

That noise, along with the thumping of her cane, brought him back to the present. He glanced down at his own cane, his constant companion for the last decade. As she made her way to the top of the porch steps, he walked toward her. “Cevilla,” he said, his voice raspy from age. He couldn’t keep from smiling.

“What are you doing here?” Unlike his, her voice was as strong as ever. But her expression was uncertain.

That made him pause, realizing he’d expected her to be as glad to see him as he was to see her. Then again, he was surprising her out of the blue, an idea now giving him second thoughts. He should have let her know he was coming. Better yet, he should have written to her as soon as he’d found her address, and asked permission to pay her a visit. That would have been the polite thing to do. But he’d uncharacteristically let his emotions overrule his common sense.

“I came to see you,” he said, his smile fading a little. He stopped at the bottom of the steps and looked up at her.

“Why?”

Straight to the point. That had been Cevilla’s way, ever since he’d known her when they were young, up until she rejoined the Amish when she was eighteen. He hadn’t been in contact with her since.

His granddaughter, Meghan, appeared at his side. “I told you this wasn’t a good idea.”

He turned to her, and another wave of doubt came over him—not about Cevilla, but about letting Meghan accompany him. When he first told her he wanted to track down an old friend, she helped him without too much protest. That changed when he said he wanted to come to Ohio and see Cevilla. Then there was the problem of Meghan behaving like a mother hen since his recent fall, and from the moment they left California she’d been hovering. A part of him wished she would have stayed home. “This is my granddaughter, Meghan,” he said, trying to break the ice.

“It’s nice to meet you,” Meghan said, but her voice was tight.

Cevilla blinked, and her surprised expression disappeared. “Now, where are my manners?” She smiled and gestured to the door. “Come inside, both of you. I hope you like cookies and lemonade.”

Meghan glanced at him. His svelte granddaughter was always on a diet of some sort, but he knew that wasn’t why she looked thinner than ever.

“Sounds delicious.” He’d started for the steps when Meghan’s hand slipped around his elbow.

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