Letters of Trust by Wanda E. Brunstetter

Author:Wanda E. Brunstetter [Brunstetter, Wanda E.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781636093352
Publisher: Barbour Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2023-04-15T00:00:00+00:00

After church was over and the noon meal had been served, Vic went out to check on Domino. His horse had acted kind of spooky on the ride to church, and Vic wanted to be sure the animal hadn’t broken free or become tangled. When he got to the line of horses, Vic was relieved to see that Domino was okay and appeared to be quite docile. Vic concluded that the horse should be fine until Eleanor was ready to go, which he hoped would be soon, because he didn’t feel like socializing with anyone today.

Vic walked over to where his buggy was parked, thinking he might get in and take a nap, but before he could put one foot into the buggy, his dad showed up.

“Hey, Son, you’re not leaving already, are you?” Dad questioned.

Vic shook his head. “Not yet. I’m feeling kind of tired today and thought I’d rest for a while, until my fraa is ready to go.”

“Busy week at work, huh?”

“Jah. Always busy, and some days more than others.”

“I understand.” Dad gestured to Vic’s carriage. “Why don’t we both get in? We can rest our weary bones and visit awhile.”

Vic was not in the mood to talk, but he could hardly tell his dad no. He and Mom weren’t a part of this church district, since they lived in Strasburg. However, Vic was sure they’d come all this way today so they could see him and Eleanor, and he would not turn his dad aside.

“Okay.” Vic climbed into the driver’s side, and Dad went around to the left and took his seat on the passenger’s side. He didn’t mind a little idle chat with his father, but it appeared from the expression on Dad’s face that it was going to be more of a serious talk. I hope he doesn’t mention anything about Eddie. I’m not up for that today. In fact, I’d like to avoid talking about my little brother with anyone, because all it does is increase the agony I feel over his untimely death.

“Other than being tired from work, how are you doing in other ways?” Dad placed his hand on Vic’s arm as he looked over at him.

Vic shifted on his seat. “I’m getting by. How about you?”

“Yesterday, with it being Eddie’s birthday, was kind of tough.”

Vic just swallowed around the thickness that had formed in his throat. He really did not want to talk about this.

“Was Saturday kind of hard for you too?” Dad persisted.

He’s not going to let the topic drop. Releasing his father’s hand from his arm, Vic stared straight ahead. “Yeah, it bothered me a lot.” He felt his facial muscles quiver and wished he could control the action. “Eddie should not have died. He was cheated out of his whole life.”

“But he’s in heaven now. I’m certain of it. Don’t you find that comforting?”

Vic shrugged. “Guess I would if I was there with him.”

Dad clasped Vic’s arm again. “It wasn’t your time to go.”

“Maybe it should have been.

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