The Amish Cowboy's Baby by Adina Senft

Author:Adina Senft [Senft, Adina]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Moonshell Books, Inc.

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On Sunday, Adam and Zachariah were up early in order to shovel off the front porch and stairs, while their father looked after the horses and the cows that were in the barn. Yesterday had been spent making sure the cattle out in the pastures would have enough hay for two days, but even on Sunday, it fell to Joshua to ride out and break the ice on the water tanks so that they could drink.

“Will we be able to go to church?” Sara asked Naomi as the four women got breakfast ready. This morning featured a huge frittata with curls of red and green pepper on top in honor of Christmas. Malena was frying up potatoes and onions in the cast-iron skillet, and Rebecca had just pulled the first pan of cheese-and-green-chile muffins out of the oven.

“Reuben will tell us,” Naomi said calmly. “If it’s too deep for the buggies, we can walk over to the bishop’s and fellowship there. When you were at home, whose place did you go to when the snow was bad?”

Sara tried to think, but childhood memories had been buried under the trauma of the accident. “I can’t remember. Yoders are pretty close, aren’t they?”

“A mile or so. Farther than the Wengerds are from us, but still close enough to your farm for the family to bundle up and walk.” She turned to glance at the door. “I hear boots on the stairs. Best get this frittata in, Rebecca, before you put in that next pan of muffins.”

After breakfast and dishes, Sara got ready for church in her new blue dress with its matching cape and apron, and did her best to wet her hair so it would lie flat long enough to get under the brim of her covering. No such luck. While the back seemed to be growing out a little, the curls in front stayed stubbornly short.

“Never mind,” Malena said, popping her head into the tiny room. “By New Birth Sunday, when you’re baptized, it will be long enough.”

“I sure hope so.” She shook her head at her reflection in the tiny hand mirror propped on the chair rail. “I guess they have to take me as they find me.”

“Just like der Herr does,” Malena told her with a smile, and clattered down the stairs.

Downstairs in Joshua’s room, Sara changed Nathan and put him into his little snowsuit and knit cap, then wrapped a knitted black shawl around him for good measure. She half thought that Joshua might just stay out in the pasture until past eight o’clock, when the family would depart, but in a few minutes she heard him knocking the snow off his boots in the mudroom at the back door.

She scooted out of his room with the baby as he went in, tossing a smile over his shoulder as though he recognized the same thing she did—that sharing the room with Nathan’s nanny was a finely tuned dance between privacy and necessity. He looked after the night feedings and she took care of the daytime ones when he was out doing ranch work.

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