Hope by Ruth Hartzler

Author:Ruth Hartzler [Hartzler, Ruth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781925689785
Publisher: Amish Romance Books

Chapter 11

As Melissa approached Blessing, she turned to Victor. “I see he’s still tied to the rail. And look at the innocent expression on his face,” she added, as Blessing turned to her and whinnied softly.

Victor chuckled. “You might have to get some sort of clip and chain to clip between his headstall and the rail, if he can undo ropes.”

“Denki, that’s a gut idea.” Melissa realized she had lapsed into Pennsylvania Dutch again, but Victor simply nodded.

Melissa reached up to stroke Blessing’s neck.

“Why, you’re still trembling.” Victor’s voice was full of concern.

“It’s probably as I didn’t have time to eat lunch today, and I’m just a little light headed.” Melissa hoped she sounded convincing. Her words were true, but she doubted that was the whole reason why she was shaking.

“I’ll drive you home,” Victor said.

Melissa gasped. “You? But, you can drive a buggy? And how will you get back?” Melissa had forgotten for a moment that Victor was said to be a former Amish mann.

Victor took his cell phone out of his pocket and waved it at her. “I’ll call a taxi. It’s no problem at all.”

Melissa shook her head. “Oh no, really. I’ll be fine.”

“I insist.”

Melissa looked at Victor. It was that clear his mind was made up, and she did feel quite shaken after her encounter with the unsavory Anthony Pollard. Besides, she would have the opportunity to spend time with Victor, and despite the fact he was an Englischer, she wanted nothing more.

Victor took up the reins and guided Blessing onto the road. Melissa watched him carefully. He was clearly an experienced buggy driver. Could her aenti’s haus guest, Raymond, be right? Was it true that Victor Byler had once been Amish?

Melissa was somewhat unnerved by the ensuing silence, so said the first thing that came into her head. “How was your date with Linda?’

Victor turned to her and gave her a long, searching look. “Linda is a nice lady, but it won’t work between us.”

Melissa’s heart soared with relief, but she tried to look business-like. “Oh. I’m sorry to hear that.” Her tone was measured.

“You are?” Victor flashed her another look.

What did he mean by that? Melissa wondered. Aloud, she said, “Perhaps it’s better if you wait until Harriet returns. She can find you another match.” There was no way that Melissa could send Victor on yet another date with another woman; the very thought made her too sad.

“Oh, next turn left,” Melissa said, suddenly realizing where they were.

Victor turned Blessing down a winding lane. “I’m leaving the agency.”

“You are?” The words were out before Melissa could stop them. She hoped that her pleasure was not too obvious. She should instead be disappointed. After all, the agency was losing a client.

“I’ve realized that I don’t want someone to matchmake me any more.”

“You don’t?” Melissa asked, and then rebuked herself for sounding so silly.

“Nee, I don’t.”

Melissa jumped in her seat. “Did you just say, ‘Nee?’ Did you just speak Pennsylvania Dutch?”

Victor squirmed in his seat, and did not answer.

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