The Amish Midwife's Courtship by Cheryl Williford

Author:Cheryl Williford
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2016-08-14T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

Damp and miserable, Molly dodged rain puddles as she hurried through the streets of Pinecraft, the sky darkening with the promise of more rain. Mose and Sarah’s home was only a couple of blocks away from the café, but Molly was tired from a long day at work. The short distance felt like miles.

The Lapps’ baby had taken hours to deliver, hours with nothing to do but wait, think and panic. In her mind her problems had become insurmountable, more than she could deal with without good counsel. She’d called Mose in desperation, asked if she could come to the house as soon as she was free. Now she wished she hadn’t. Talking would just add to her stress. But Mose might have a solution, something she could do that didn’t include tucking her tail between her legs and going back home.

Someone had left the porch light on, a beacon of hope in the shimmery drizzle soaking her hair and dress. She ran up to the door, knocked and heard the high-pitched squeal of children. Sarah opened the door, her smile welcoming, a circle of blond-haired children clustered around her skirt.

“Come in, Molly,” she said, speaking over small voices demanding they get to their aunt first. “Beatrice, take your aunt’s bag and then run and get a towel from the bathroom. She looks wet and tired.”

“Why do I have to get it? You never ask Mercy to do anything.” Beatrice’s fake tears gathered in her eyes.

“Go,” Sarah insisted. “You don’t want your aunt Molly to think you’re not my biggest helper, do you?”

“Nee,” the little girl groaned, her small bare feet slapping against the polished tile floor as she ran toward the back of the house.

Mercy climbed like a monkey, her small arms wrapping tightly around Molly’s neck. She offered up a huge, toothy grin. “I free now,” she said, and held up four tiny fingers. Molly pretended to bite at her fingers. The little girl giggled and snuggled her head into Molly’s neck.

Mose walked into the room and relieved Molly of her wiggling bundle. “Let’s give your aunt a drink and a slice of your mom’s strudel before you overwhelm her with hugs and kisses.” He smiled at Molly. “You look like you’ve had a difficult day.”

Molly patted her blond-haired nephew’s head. Levi had grown since she’d last seen him. He was tall for almost two and strikingly beautiful for a boy. He grinned up at her, his arms clamped on to her leg like a vise. She returned his smile and told Mose, “Ya, I did. Just as I was leaving my shift I got the call. My patient wasn’t due for another week, but babies decide when it’s time to come, convenient or not. The mom’s fine and her son’s a gorgeous bobbel. I’m sure she’ll be showing him off at church next week.”

Sarah rubbed her own protruding stomach, smiling. “Why don’t you come in, instead of standing at the door?” She took Molly’s arm, and they strolled toward the kitchen.

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