The Amish Nanny's Sweetheart by Jan Drexler

Author:Jan Drexler
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2017-12-04T16:34:13+00:00

Chapter Eleven

“It’s a fine day, isn’t it?” Verna set a plate piled with hotcakes in front of Guy. “The folks should be showing up soon, so eat your fill. You need your strength.”

“How many do you think will be here?” Guy poured maple syrup over the stack of steaming cakes.

“I wouldn’t be surprised if the whole church came.” Verna poured coffee into a mug she had set on a tray for David. “That’s the usual way of things. When someone is in need, the community steps in to help.”

As Verna scrambled eggs at the stove, Guy cut into his stack of hotcakes and took the first bite. Light. Fluffy. Sweet. Just the way he liked them.

“Several of the women will be coming, too.”

Guy took another bite, enjoying the warm feeling brought by the anticipation of seeing Judith soon.

Verna went on, speaking over the sizzle of bacon frying and the scrape of her spatula in the frying pan. “We’ll be working on the noon meal all morning long, so don’t think you can come in here to grab a snack anytime you want.”

He grunted a response, his mouth full of hotcakes and his mind lingering on Judith. Would she smile at him in front of everyone? Or would she ignore him, insisting that they were no more than friends? Tradition dictated that no one should know he was sweet on her, but Guy wasn’t one to stick to tradition.

“We’ll be making donuts for a snack for you men, so you won’t go hungry.”

She brought two plates of eggs and bacon to the table. Setting one in front of Guy, she put the second on the tray. Next came two dishes of stewed prunes: one for the table and a second for the tray.

“When you’re finished with your breakfast, will you take David’s tray in to him?” Verna patted his shoulder as she took his empty hotcake plate. “He said he wanted to talk to you before the men arrived this morning.”

Guy swallowed the last of the sweet prunes and set his plate of eggs on the tray next to David’s.

“Denki, Verna. Breakfast was good,” he said as he carried the tray into the front room.

David was sitting up in bed, leaning against the support Guy had made for him. He was dressed from the waist up, and Verna had helped him with his morning routine of combing his hair and shaving his upper lip, leaving his beard growing long and full as the Amish did. Guy laid the tray on David’s lap, then sat in Verna’s chair with his plate.

“It smells good,” David said, taking a deep breath that ended in a cough.

Guy frowned while David bowed his head in a silent prayer. The doctor had warned them to watch for a cough that could easily turn to pneumonia in a bedridden patient.

“Do you need me to prop you up further? Will it help to be more upright?”

The older man shook his head, waving him away. “I’m fine like this.” He picked up his fork and took a small bite of the eggs.

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