Healing Hearts by Beth Wiseman

Author:Beth Wiseman
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: ebook, book
Publisher: Thomas Nelson
Published: 2010-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

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NAAMAN CHUCKLED AFTER ROSEMARY AND FREDA WERE back in the house. “You sure played that up, Levina.”

“It was great fun to watch their expressions.” Levina smiled. “Shame on us.” She sighed. “I hope our children will always be as happy with their spouses as we are at this very moment.”

“I pray for that too.”

“When are you going to talk to Adam? It looks like the last of the guests are leaving, except for our immediate family.”

“I’d rather go home and snuggle up with you.”

“I thought we were going to fly a kite.”

Naaman dabbed his tongue to his first finger, then held it up. “Wind is dying down. I think snuggling sounds better.”

“Talk to Adam. Make things right, and see if you can find out what is going on with him.” Levina grinned. “Then home to snuggle.”

Naaman couldn’t remember the last time he felt this content, but the situation with Adam lingered like a dark cloud above them. Naaman needed to talk to him, but he had little hope that Adam would give him the time of day just yet. Pushing him might be the wrong thing to do. But Levina sure did seem worried about him, for reasons that seemed to have nothing to do with Naaman.

Naaman crossed the yard and met Adam and Hannah. “It was a gut service today.”

Adam nodded but didn’t make eye contact with his father.

“So glad you’re here, Naaman.” Hannah gave Naaman a hug, and over her shoulder Naaman could see Adam scowl.

“Danki, Hannah.” He eased out of the hug. “Would you mind if I talk to Adam for a few minutes?”

“Of course not.” Hannah smiled, but before she even walked away, Adam spoke up.

“We don’t have anything to talk about.” He folded his arms across his chest.

“Maybe no, maybe yes.” Naaman held his position as he looped his thumbs beneath his suspenders.

Hannah stepped toward Adam, and Naaman saw tears in her eyes. “Talk to your father, Adam.”

“This is not your business, Hannah.”

Naaman was shocked by the way Adam spoke to his wife, and as Hannah’s cheeks turned a rosy shade of pink, Naaman was wishing Adam was still of the age to be taken behind the woodshed for a good spanking.

“Please, Adam.” Hannah dabbed at her eyes. “Your father is a wise man. Whatever is bothering you, or if you’re angry at him— or me—or . . . I just don’t know, but maybe you should talk to him.”

“It’s all right, Hannah. I’m sure Adam will come to me when he’s ready.”

A tear rolled down her cheek. “It might be too late by then,” she said as she turned and ran back toward the house.

“Adam?” Naaman took a few steps closer, but Adam clenched his jaw tight and stared at the ground. “I know you are angry with me, and I don’t blame you. I also know that there is something else going on with you. Your mother senses this, and I can see it now too.” Naaman paused with a sigh.

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