Home on Huckleberry Hill by Jennifer Beckstrand

Author:Jennifer Beckstrand [Beckstrand, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2018-04-17T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Mary Anne jumped from her sleeping bag, gasped at the cold, and threw on her dress and shawl so fast, she could have won a race. She quickly donned her kapp and tied her bonnet underneath her chin with stiff fingers. It was supposed to be getting warmer. Wasn’t summer little more than a month away?

She liked to get up early and make the kaffee before Mammi and Dawdi had a chance to do it. She felt guilty enough about her grandparents staying in the woods. She’d feel terrible if one of them ended up in the hospital or flat in bed with a bad back. The gute news was that this was Tuesday morning, and her grandparents had slept in the RV for four straight nights without a peep. Mary Anne said an extra prayer of thanks for Bob Hennig and Charlene Johnson. Charlene had given Mary Anne the job at the senior center where Mammi and Dawdi had met Bob, who had been kind enough to offer his RV for them to sleep in. So far, the arrangement seemed to be working out.

The RV was warm and comfortable and insulated, so no one in the camp could hear Dawdi snoring at night. They’d all gotten a lot more sleep. Mammi and Dawdi had their own toilet and shower, which freed up the crowded bathroom in the barn, and Mandy and Lily and their families had started using the bathroom in the house. It was a lot warmer in there, and it would do no one any gute if one of die kinner got pneumonia.

Mary Anne unzipped the flap, ducked out of her tent, and got the shivers all over again. A light blanket of snow dusted the ground. No wonder she’d been able to see her breath this morning. Just another balmy Wisconsin spring day.

The good news was, there was already a cheery fire going in the fire pit. She smiled as she warmed her hands near the flames and glanced in the direction of Jethro’s camp. Smoke rose from their fire pit too. Since Jethro had moved into the woods, he had been starting both fires before anyone else got up in the morning. Jethro was thoughtful like that—more so in the first years of their marriage than the last. Still, he didn’t have to build Mary Anne’s fire. It was a sign of his kind nature that he did.

Of course, it might be just another trick to get her to move back into the house, but what did it matter why the fire got made? Might as well let him do it, no matter his reasons.

For four days, Jethro’s and Mary Anne’s camps mostly had nothing to do with each other, except when one of Jethro’s friends or family needed to use the shower in the barn. Mary Anne hadn’t even seen Lois except for a glimpse of her on the first day. Jethro must have told Lois that Mary Anne didn’t want to talk to her, and Mary Anne was wonderful grateful.

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