The Harvest of Grace by Cindy Woodsmall

Author:Cindy Woodsmall [Woodsmall, Cindy]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: The Doubleday Religious Publishing Group
Published: 2011-08-08T22:00:00+00:00

Aaron climbed the ladder to the haymow, looking for Sylvi. He’d gone to the cabin and the pond behind it as well as to the milking parlor but hadn’t found her. The old wood moaned under the weight of his body.

Five days had passed since she’d told him and his parents about having kissed a married man. She had revealed her wrongdoing for his sake, to try to make his father understand that people make mistakes but can change. And other than a brief “thanks,” Aaron hadn’t mentioned a word about it to her. They’d worked from sunup to sundown Wednesday through Saturday, but they’d only spoken when necessary and avoided any mention of that topic.

He’d kept to himself more this week, thinking silence would build a thick partition between them. Instead, an invisible connection had formed—at least for him. No matter how much he tried to deny, ignore, or sabotage the bond, it only grew stronger. He had no idea what she thought or felt other than determination to hold on to this abomination she called a farm.

A quick glance into the haymow said she wasn’t there either. He climbed into the loft, hoping to spot her in one of the pastures. Instead, he found her sound asleep on a blanket against a mound of loose hay. Four kittens were bunched up in her lap, sleeping.

He sat, leaning against the frame of the barn, and watched her.

He was drawn to her, fascinated by her, and thirsty for more time with her. He’d never before been pulled like this by anything—except alcohol. The realization scared him senseless. He’d already proven he lacked good judgment about what attracted him.

So why was he here?

On Friday, with Trevor Atwater’s help, he and Sylvi had finished baling the hay, and yesterday they’d loaded it onto several wagons. It now sat inside the barn, waiting to be sold. His excuse for searching for her was that he had a buyer, a person that he had begun talking to a couple of days ago. The man had come by earlier today, but since it was Sunday, Aaron was limited to agreeing to sell it to him tomorrow. And the man had agreed to a top-dollar price. She’d like that.

After all their work getting the hay in before the rain came, they should’ve celebrated last night—had a feast with special desserts or something. Instead they did what they always did when work or mealtime was over—they went their separate ways. Then again, how could they celebrate together when they saw the completed task as accomplishing opposite goals?

She stretched and drew a deep, relaxing breath. When she saw him watching her, she frowned and rubbed her eyes. “Hi.”

“You’re not an easy woman to find.” It struck him how true his words were. Anytime he thought he saw her—figuratively speaking—she shifted and revealed something different. Like a mirage, she appeared, only to disappear.

She sat up, rearranging the kittens. “What do you want?”

“I have good news. A man has offered top dollar for the hay.

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