When Love Returns by Beth Wiseman

Author:Beth Wiseman
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: HarperCollinsChristianPublishing
Published: 2018-09-15T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 7

Sarah flicked the reins until the horse settled into a slow trot. Her father had been right, it was like riding a bike. The drive to Abram’s house wasn’t far, and she wanted to see if the Abram she remembered was still in there somewhere. Sarah was sure he wouldn’t be ugly to her in front of Miriam. And Miriam had been begging for a buggy ride. Sarah heard her parents say Abram’s sister was having a baby, so she hoped his parents wouldn’t be at home. She wasn’t ready to face them.

“I wish I could ride in a buggy everywhere!” Miriam clapped her hands together, grinning from ear to ear, her blue eyes wide with excitement.

“You might feel differently in the wintertime.” Sarah could still remember the blustery, cold rides.

Miriam leaned closer to the dash. “Where’s the heat button?”

Sarah chuckled. “There isn’t a heat button. Sometimes people use battery-operated heaters, but trust me, it’s still cold.”

Memories flooded Sarah each time they passed a homestead, but regret also swam with the wonderful recollections. She’d grown up playing in those yards, barefoot and carefree. How she would love for Miriam to have grown up that way.

“Is that your friend’s farm?” Miriam pointed to a large white house on the right when Sarah slowed down. Abram’s mother planted petunias in the flower beds at this time every year, and the pink flowers were in full bloom. Sarah recalled the many gardens she and her mother had created. There was nothing like tilling the land in preparation for God’s blessed harvest. Something else Miriam had missed out on living in the city.

Sarah wondered if this trip was a mistake, but Abram must have felt like he’d been sucker punched when Sarah told him Miriam wasn’t his child. She’d given him a couple of days to let that soak in before she chose to visit.

Abram was in the yard wearing ear buds when they pulled in. She couldn’t help but smile. By the way he was tapping his foot as he milked the cow, he was enjoying an uplifting Christian song. Abram had always loved music, and even though he was still in his rumschpringe, maybe he only indulged when his parents weren’t around, like he did years ago. Sarah didn’t see his parents’ buggy, so she pulled to a stop and tethered the horse—again, like riding a bike. Miriam didn’t wait for her, even though she asked her to, but her daughter was fixated on the cow and the person doing the milking.

Sarah ran to catch up to her daughter just about the time Abram pulled out his ear buds. “Sorry. She ran ahead before I could get the horse tethered.”

Abram glanced up at Sarah and pushed back the rim of his straw hat, his eyes wide for a few seconds. After their last conversation, she hoped he didn’t send them away. But he smiled a little and turned his focus quickly to Miriam. He extended his hand. “I’m Abram, and you must be Miriam.

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