Kauffman 02 - A Promise of Hope by Clipston Amy

Author:Clipston, Amy [Clipston, Amy]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780310563969
Publisher: Zondervan
Published: 2010-03-23T04:00:00+00:00

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Sarah awoke with a start after a night of jumbled dreams and nightmares. She’d dreamed she was sitting on a stool in the kitchen of the bakery and telling Peter about the twins. Then she was in a strange house in Ohio, and Luke was telling her about Peter’s past. Next she was in the nursery of her former home rocking one of the twins to sleep while Luke stood at the window overlooking the pasture, holding the other baby.

When she sat up in bed, she felt a burning desire to go to her other home and sort through Peter’s clothes. She couldn’t explain why, but she needed to hold one of his shirts and inhale his scent—if any remained on his clothes. Perhaps his scent would make her feel close to him again.

Nancy and Katie had planned to come by today to help Sarah while her parents kept to their Saturday routine of running errands and visiting the market. Sarah fed the babies and then dressed. She was gathering up the babies’ supplies when the girls appeared in the doorway, eager to help. Together, they brought the twins and their things downstairs and then ate breakfast while the children rested in their cradles.

Once the girls were settled with the children, Sarah asked them if they were comfortable staying alone with them while she ran to her house to get a few things. They both told Sarah to take her time and not worry about the children.

Slipping on her cloak, Sarah hurried down the gravel lane to her former home. The dream was still vivid in her mind, and her heart thumped in her rib cage as she climbed the front steps to the porch. The brisk February wind soaked through her shawl, and she shuddered.

Taking a deep breath, she wrenched open the front door, wondering if she’d find Luke at home. She’d seen him nearly every day for the past three weeks when he’d stopped by after work to hold the twins and visit.

“Hello?” she called, her voice echoing throughout the downstairs. “Luke? Are you home?” The floorboards creaked beneath her shoes as she wandered through the living room, laundry room, pantry, kitchen, and bathroom. Finding them all empty, she gripped the banister and headed to the second floor.

“Luke?” she called. “Are you here? Hello?” Sarah stuck her head into her former bedroom, sewing room, and nursery. Again, each was empty.

Standing before the closed spare bedroom door, her pulse skipped at the idea of finding Luke asleep in bed. What would she say to explain an awkward situation such as that? Lifting a trembling hand, she gingerly knocked on the door.

“Luke?” Her voice quavered with embarrassment. “Luke? Are you here?” After waiting a brief moment, she turned the knob and the door creaked open. The room was quiet, and the bed was made. No sign of Luke.

“I guess you got an early start this morning too,” she muttered.

She crossed the room and peered down at a pile of his clothes.

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