Courting Can Be Killer (An Amish Matchmaker Mystery Book 2) by Amanda Flower

Author:Amanda Flower [Flower, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Books
Published: 2020-11-30T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

“Are you trying to scare me?” Lois asked. “First the apple, and now you are seeing people in the trees?”

I put a hand on my chest as if to hold my beating heart in place. “I saw someone there.”

Lois marched over to the tree in question and shook the branches. “There’s not anyone there now.” As she shook the tree, leaves fell on her head. “Ack, I can’t let them get into my hair.” She brushed the leaves away.

Watching Lois flail about in the apple tree calmed me down. “Maybe it was just a child who wandered off during apple picking.”

“Did it look like a child?” Lois said.

I shook my head. “I can’t say for certain that I saw someone at all now. It was just an impression.”

Lois cocked her head. “If it were October and if you weren’t Amish, I would say that you have Halloween on your mind.”

“Let’s go back. I remember you said something about wanting a baked apple.”

Lois clapped her hands. “Yes, I can already taste it.”

As we left the Cortland row, I looked back and a light breeze moved through the trees, sending leaves into the grass. Maybe I had imagined the whole thing.

When we were back in the apple shack, as Tess had called it, Lois peered at the plastic containers of baked apples. “I have to pick the perfect one or two. I’ll get one for Darcy, and then maybe I can convince her to add them to the menu at the Sunbeam Café. We need to get some apples as well. I think half a bushel would work. Darcy needs them for all her fall recipes.”

The shack was full of apples. “What kind does she want?”

“Granny Smiths,” Lois said without looking up from scrutinizing a baked apple. “She likes to bake with tart ones so that she can control the amount of sweetness.”

I walked over to the Granny Smith apples and found a half-bushel basket beneath the table. I wouldn’t be able to carry the basket, at least not very far. I hoped one of the Lieb children would transfer the apples to Lois’s car.

I began piling the apples into the basket. I took care to pick the very best ones I could find for Darcy. I suspected I would have all the apples picked before Lois made up her mind about the baked apples. It was surprising when I took time to consider it, but Lois could be very particular at times.

“What are you doing here?” a man asked me.

I straightened up from bending over the apple basket, pressing a hand into the back of my spine to set it right. When I was upright, I found Tobias Lieb standing on the other side of the Granny Smith apple pile, glaring at me.

“Hello, Tobias. Lois and I are here to buy apples for her granddaughter’s café. You know the Sunbeam, don’t you?”

He frowned. “That’s not the only reason you are here. You have put the thought into my eldest daughter’s head to disobey me.

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