Her Surprise Amish Match by Pamela Desmond Wright

Author:Pamela Desmond Wright
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2024-05-22T19:01:49+00:00

Chapter Nine

“Oh, Rebecca, you look lovely.”

Smoothing her wedding dress into place, Rebecca beamed. The turquoise shade looked amazing, accentuating her lightly tanned skin. The color also set off her wide green eyes, bringing out the flecks of gold in her irises.

“I can’t believe the day is here,” she said with a wide smile. “In another hour, I’ll be a married woman.”

“Time has just flown by,” Smiling, Amity helped her sister slip into her stiff white apron. She pulled the back together, then hooked the tabs that kept the apron closed and in place. Made to precise measurements, every fold fell perfectly around her slender figure. “Why it feels like it was just yesterday Caleb got baptized and proposed.”

“It’s been the longest six months of my life.” Suddenly nervous, Rebecca wrung her hands. “I pray Caleb doesn’t regret marrying a barren woman.”

Bent over the bed, Gail gave a sharp glance. “Hush! You know Caleb doesn’t feel that way at all.” Working with deft hands, she attempted to dress her toddler in a gown and pinafore.

Jessica kicked her plump little legs in protest. “No-o-o-o, Mama!” Fussy and out of sorts, the youngie howled with displeasure.

Rebecca’s smile wavered. “He said it doesn’t matter—” glancing down, she pressed her hands against her flat stomach “—but I’m hoping treatment for my condition will allow us to have our own.”

“I’m praying Gott gives you a complete healing from your endometriosis.” Done with her chore, Gail scooped up her toddler. “She’s teething. Another broke through last night and she’s been miserable.” Pressing Jessica to her shoulder, she patted her back rhythmically.

“Gah!” Shoving a fist into her mouth, Jessica gnawed at her fingers for relief. A thin line of saliva drizzled down her chin.

Splayed in a nearby chair, Florene wrinkled her nose. “I don’t know why you’d want any,” she declared in a loud voice. “All babies do is cry and demand attention. A modern woman shouldn’t have to put up with these things.” Clad in an Englisch-style dress and heels, kinky bleached blonde hair covered her shoulders in a cascade. She’d made up her face, going heavy on eye shadow, blush and lipstick.

Amity stiffened. Once again, their youngest sister had decided to reject her Amish upbringing. She rarely missed a chance to criticize or cut down the customs she perceived to be archaic and inferior. Her attitude had led to more than one disagreement. Everyone was tired of arguing. “What a terrible thing to say!” she admonished. “I guess you’ve forgotten you were little at one time, too.”

Twirling a curl around her finger, Florene rolled her eyes. “I didn’t ask to be born.”

“No, you didn’t. But here you are—always bringing your gloomy thunderclouds to block someone else’s sunshine.” Perturbed with her younger sister, Amity pressed her mouth flat. It took every ounce of self-control she possessed to keep her temper in check. Someone needs to put some sense in the silly girl’s head.

Caught in the grip of rebellion, Florene hadn’t realized how destructive it was to herself and her familie.

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