Ettie Smith Amish Mysteries Box Set 3 by Samantha Price

Author:Samantha Price [Price, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-25T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Ettie woke up on the couch the next morning to Snowy licking her face.

“Get off!” She pushed Snowy away and when she sat up, she placed him on the floor.

Elsa-May walked toward her. "What's the matter?"

"Snowy! He was licking my face."

Elsa-May giggled. "Sorry about that. Do you want me to have him sleep outside tonight?"

"Nee, because tomorrow morning Florence will be sleeping here." Ettie chuckled.

"That's mean,” Elsa-May said.

"I thought I was being kind to Snowy letting him sleep inside.”

Elsa-May said, “I know what you're playing at."

"What time is it?"

"It's still early. We've got a couple of hours before Ava’s friend gets here."

"Is Florence awake?"

"She's snoring her head off."

After Ettie had pulled on her robe, she headed to the kitchen to boil a pot of water for her usual morning cup of hot tea.

"Would you like pancakes for breakfast?" Elsa-May asked.

"I'd love some," Ettie said.

"Should we let Florence sleep or should we wake her up?"

"Let her sleep while she’s in my bed. The couch isn’t that good.”

"I thought you said it wasn't too bad."

"You can't spread out, other than that, it's alright." Ettie whispered to Elsa-May, “The only reason Florence thinks that the boy is innocent is because she was once in love with his grandfather."

Elsa-May whispered back, “It's a very real possibility he might be guilty. And I think we have to keep that in mind."

Ettie nodded. She had been swayed by her sister convincing her that Dustin was innocent, but the reality was, that Florence hardly knew this boy. The relationship that she’d once had with the young man’s grandfather... Ettie bit her lip when she remembered that the grandfather had been convicted of murder. A murder that Florence refused to tell them about!

While Elsa-May cracked eggs for the pancake batter, Ettie stared off into the distance wondering why Florence was being so secretive. If she wanted their help, the least she could do was to be forthright with them.

Elsa-May whisked the pancake mixture with a wooden spoon. "Ettie, the water’s boiling."

"Oh, that didn't take long. Cup of tea?"

"Jah, I will thank you."

"I'd like to find out more about the murder Morrie was convicted of."

"Why? Do you think that has something to do with his grandson?"

"I don't know; it just makes me uneasy that Florence isn’t telling us about it."

"She might simply think it's none of our business. Which it really isn’t.”

“What are you two whispering about?”

They looked behind them to see Florence.

“You’re awake!” Elsa-May said.

“We just didn’t want to wake you,” Ettie said. “Tea?”

“Jah, denke.” Florence pulled her dressing gown tighter around her and sank down onto one of the chairs at the kitchen table.

“Are you okay with pancakes for breakfast?” Elsa-May asked Florence.

“That’s fine. Everything’s okay. Are we late?”

“Nee, we’ve got plenty of time.”

“Gut!”

“How was the bed?”

“It was fine. Better than the couch.”

When Ettie placed a cup of hot tea in front of Florence, she had to bite down on the inside of her lip to stop herself from asking questions about Morrie. She reminded herself to wait for a better time.

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