Gathering the Threads by Cindy Woodsmall

Author:Cindy Woodsmall
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: The Crown Publishing Group
Published: 2017-08-15T04:00:00+00:00

Ariana’s stomach tingled with butterflies as the tall roof of Rudy’s workshop came into sight. He was an easygoing man for the most part, which had probably been the saving grace in this relationship since her life over the last six months had been one long, wearying storm. He’d lost his temper only once, but that was because she decided to allow Quill to help her get the money to buy the café. A couple of days after her accident, she’d told Rudy what had happened to her in the woods and about Quill coming to the house and her planning to help him with a rescue.

He hadn’t been pleased.

Who could blame him? But it’d been nearly three weeks since the accident, and she could still feel the intensity inside her from those moments of seeing and hearing what wasn’t real. Well, it was real. It just wasn’t Quill’s actual voice. She’d been knocked loopy, and she heard what Quill would never say. Or maybe God was saying it for him. She’d had plenty of time to think about what happened, and the longer she thought, the more it felt as if God was directing her path.

Rudy didn’t want her to go, especially with Quill. He’d asked her to reconsider, and she had. But she needed to do this one last thing, and she needed Rudy to understand it. He could go too. She’d been very clear about that. But his work was overwhelming right now, and she didn’t think he had any interest in doing something the ministers would frown upon if they found out.

Afternoon sunlight glinted off the murky, dirty snow. Odd how something so clean and pretty as it fell from heaven and covered the earth turned ugly after resting on this planet only a little while.

She slowed the carriage and tugged on the reins, turning onto the driveway in front of the workshop. The aroma of the meal she’d made for him filled the carriage, and she hoped this gesture would help him take her decision in stride.

Taking the picnic basket with her, she got out, tethered the horse to the hitching post, and tapped on the workshop door.

“Kumm,” Rudy groaned.

She slipped inside, grateful to see he was alone. He was on a ladder, hammering on what looked to be the skeletal walls of a new shed. His brows were knit as he whacked the hammer with determination.

He and his uncle built backyard sheds, usually on the person’s property, but they had received a huge order for a local garden shop, and they were doing as much prefab work as possible.

When he stopped hammering, he looked her way, and a tender smile replaced his studious look. “Hallo. Des iss a surprise.”

“Ya. Iss es allrecht?”

“Very all right.” He grinned while climbing down. “Gut timing. Ich bin hungerich.”

“Ach.” She pulled the picnic basket to her side, away from him. “You may be hungry, but it’s not for you,” she teased.

“Good luck keeping it from me.” He reached for it.

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