Whoopie Pie Promise - Book 3 (The Whoopie Pie Juggler: An Amish of Lancaster County Saga series) by Price Rebecca

Author:Price, Rebecca [Price, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Global Grafx Press
Published: 2013-11-03T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIVE

I get home in time to help Gramm with the dinner. The roasted chicken fills the kitchen with the smell of rosemary and garlic, the rustic scent is warm and nurturing. But I can’t enjoy it. The steam from the asparagus spears clouds up hot and white, but I can’t relish the feel of it on my face.

What brings me joy now is Simon. The horrors of Rebecca’s sorrow at the hospital, the idea of being in her position, picturing Simon in that bed, so close to death; it reminds me of how fragile life is, how quickly it can all be taken away. And I know Simon was on that hunt too, by Beau’s side, in essence. It could easily have been him who’d gone over that ridge first and been hit by the bear. So easily. Only the grace of God could have put Simon where he was, and Beau where he was, or a fluke. But either way, my husband is here with me now, once more working nearby building the new schoolhouse. He’s alive, and when he comes home and I wrap my arms around him and kiss him and squeeze him so tightly, feeling him squeeze me too, then I’ll be whole again.

But not until then.

Finally, Simon steps through the door and I turn, crossing the kitchen in two healthy strides before meeting him in the middle of the living room and throwing myself into his arms.

I relish the familiarity of his smell, the thick ropes of muscle under his skin. He holds me as tight as I’d spent the last few hours anticipating, his nose rubbing against mine as we kiss, sharing that unique exchange. Each kiss being like a snowflake, entirely unique, so no other can share or could ever share such a kiss as this one.

Simon asks, “Is everything okay? No bad news from the hospital?”

“No, he’s holding on,” I say. “With God’s help, he’ll pull through.”

Gramm nods from the kitchen. “With your help, I cook.” I turn, chuckle, and we both follow her back into the kitchen to finish chatting while we prepare to serve the meal.

I can’t help but ask, “Any word...on the game commission and their progress in the foothills?” But I know the answer. If there had been good news, Simon would have mentioned it by now.

He confirms my suspicions. “They’ve got dogs, copters, suddenly there’s not a bear in sight.”

“You think you might not have injured it in that first hunt like you thought? Maybe it’s cleared out of the area by now.”

Simon considers, glancing at Gramm, who shakes her head grimly. As we carry the food to the dinner table, he finally says, “It’s possible that the bear’s left the area, I suppose. Unlikely if its a female with cubs.”

I say, “Rebecca, she seems to think...” I let the words trail off, Simon and Gramm looking at me expectantly. Deciding to keep Rebecca’s growing madness out of the conversation, for reasons of her privacy and my practicality, I go on with, “.

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