An Uncommon Grace by Serena B. Miller

Author:Serena B. Miller [Miller, Serena B.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Christian, General, Romance
ISBN: 9781451660302
Google: Efj2RwCAZ8MC
Amazon: 1451660308
Goodreads: 12100074
Publisher: Howard Books
Published: 2012-04-03T05:00:00+00:00

chapter SIXTEEN

Considering everything that had happened, Levi found it a little strange that Zillah seemed in such a good mood, chatting pleasantly with him as they traveled the three miles to her house.

He clucked his tongue, willing his horse to go faster as Zillah talked about the dress material she had purchased for an upcoming wedding in which she would take part. He did not know if she was choosing the subject of weddings deliberately or if the only thing on her mind right now was how good she would look in her new dress.

With his horse team standing idle, Levi did not want to tarry. He needed to get back into the fields as soon as possible.

Ezra Weaver was walking from the barn to the house when Levi brought his horse to a stop. The bishop saw that Zillah was with him, and Levi could tell that he was not pleased to see her being brought back so soon.

“Your mother is feeling better?” the bishop asked.

“Much better,” Levi said. “We will be able to manage by ourselves now. My mother did not want to keep Zillah from her work here longer than necessary.”

“Does that mean her sister is gone?”

“Rose left with Henry this morning.”

“Good.” The bishop was visibly pleased. “The babe is doing well?”

“Very well, thank you.”

Levi helped Zillah retrieve her things from the back of the buggy and then he set the various bundles on the ground at the bishop’s feet. With any luck, he might be able to leave without Zillah causing a scene.

“Is there word from the sheriff?” Bishop Weaver asked.

“I have heard nothing.”

There must have been a tinge of bitterness in his voice that the bishop picked up on.

“Vengeance is mine, saith the Lord,” the bishop quoted.

“Truly said. There is enough worry in each day now with my stepfather gone.”

“You need for me to send men to help?”

Part of Levi wanted to shout, “Yes!” but he did not want to appear weak.

“I can take care of my family.”

“Good.”

Zillah had evidently tired of the pleasant conversation between her father and Levi. Either that or she was tired of being ignored. Zillah, unlike any other Amish woman Levi had ever known, was seldom happy unless she was the center of attention.

She butted in, her voice high like that of a child tattling to a teacher. “Levi keeps forbidden books in his room, Father.”

“Is this true, Levi?” Bishop Weaver asked.

“I have no books in my room, except the Bible.”

It was true. Thanks to the bonfire last night, there were no books in his room except his stepfather’s German Bible, which he was planning on attempting, once again, to read.

“He is lying, Father.” Zillah reminded him of the small, spoiled girl she used to be. “He does have books in his room. I saw them with my own eyes . . . while I was cleaning.”

Levi chose not to correct her. It was fine with him if the bishop believed his daughter’s lie that she was cleaning his room.

“He had books on all sorts of forbidden things.

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