The Amish Cookie Club (The Amish Cookie Club Book 1) by Sarah Price

Author:Sarah Price [Price, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance, Women's Fiction, Forever Love, Christian Stories, Faith Based, Inspirational Reads, Denominations & Sects, Love Inspired, Bachelor, Single Woman, Amish Christianity, Pennsylvania Dutch, Traditional, Clean Romance, Farming & Animals, Simple Living, Plain Clothes, Mennonite, Buggy Travel, Amish Country, Amish Courting, Old Fashion Ways, German Language, Hearts Desire, Bible Teaching, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Honesty & Trust, Home & Family, Lifetime Love, Love-Family & Forever, Action & Adventure, Small Town & Rural Area, The Amish Cookie Club
Publisher: Kensington; Zebra Books
Published: 2019-05-28T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Edna wasn’t the biggest fan of grocery shopping, especially when she needed to shop in Shipshewana. She always made certain to avoid going there on the weekends. It was always so busy then, mostly with local people—Englischers, of course—who clogged the aisles with their carts and children.

On Tuesday morning, she decided it would be a good day to tackle the chore. She needed to replenish her supplies for the cookie group. She scolded herself for not having gone before or after she visited with her friends at Verna’s.

“Oh help,” she muttered. She’d just washed the last of the breakfast dishes but hadn’t finished before her oldest son, John, had left for his job. She’d meant to ask him to hitch the horse to the buggy for her. Now he was gone, and Elmer was already in the back pasture mending a fence.

Sighing, she leaned against the counter and noticed that Jeremiah and Jonas still sat there, Jeremiah scanning the newspaper as they both lingered over a final cup of coffee.

“What’s wrong, Maem?” Jeremiah asked.

“Oh, I just forgot to ask John to hitch up the horse.”

“Where y’going?” Jonas asked, a mischievous gleam in his dark chocolate eyes. “Anywhere good? Mayhaps I’ll ride along and keep y’company.”

“Nee, you will not,” Edna scolded. The youngest of her sons, Jonas was always the first one to try to sneak out before doing his chores. “You’ve got to help your daed with the fencing in that paddock. Can’t have those cows wandering into the hayfield.” Her eyes stole a glance at the clock. “Ach! It’s almost seven thirty! I’m surprised you’re not out there already.”

Both young men groaned, but knew better than to linger further. They got up, carrying their coffee mugs to the sink.

“I’ll hitch up the horse,” Jeremiah offered as he reached for his straw hat, which hung from a wooden peg on the wall. “Jonas can get started helping Daed.” Plopping the hat onto his thick, dark blond curls, he made his way to the door, gesturing for his younger brother to follow.

Jonas, however, made a face and dragged his feet, half in jest.

It always made her wonder at the little jokes God played on people. Her three sons were as different as could be and yet they seemed to blend together along the edges. In some ways, her middle son, Jeremiah, resembled John in the way he looked out for her. The only difference was that John thought of things to demonstrate his attentiveness without reminders, while Jeremiah needed that gentle nudge. And yet, he also resembled Jonas, who was carefree and tried to get out of doing his chores at the first opportunity.

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Thankfully, the store was not crowded. There was nothing worse than a crowded grocery store with gawking Englischers. With tourist season starting again, it was that time of year. But tourists helped all of the Amish businesses stay profitable, so Edna knew better than to wish things were different. In fact, with her own little

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