The Amish Widow's Secret by Cheryl Williford

Author:Cheryl Williford
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Harlequin
Published: 2015-11-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Mose drained the last drops of his second mug of coffee and reached for the pot.

“Too much of that will put your nerves on edge.”

Mose poured a half cup and flashed his mother a welcoming smile. “Guder mariye, Mamm.”

She scuffed toward the deep farm sink. A black apron already draped her light pink day dress. Her swollen feet were stuffed into the same fluffy blue house shoes she wore every morning, the bright shade of blue a secret passion of hers. After grabbing a white cup from the open shelf overhead, she pulled out a wooden chair and joined him at the small kitchen table littered with egg-smeared breakfast dishes.

Sunlight streamed in through the small window at the sink, filling the once dim room with the bright yellow glow of early morning. For as long as he could remember, his mother had risen with the sun and gone to bed with the chickens. “I know I drink too much coffee. I have a lot to do today and not a lot of time to do it in. I need the energy.” Mose poured her a cup of the dark brew. He murmured a laugh when she scooped out three heaping teaspoons of sugar and made a terrible racket stirring the coffee, erasing the evidence of her sweet tooth.

Mose patted her wrinkled hand and met her gaze. She’d done her best to pin down her prayer kapp but a froth of ginger curls, brought on by high humidity, had left her disheveled. He noticed deeper lines and wrinkles on her face and made a mental note to spend more time with her now that he was home. She was getting older and he wanted her to know how much she meant to him. “Everyone still sleeping?”

“All but your daed. He woke up with the roosters. He had an early job over at the big house he bought last week.”

“I didn’t know he was interested in enlarging the community.” Mose downed the last of his coffee and added his heavy mug to the pile of dishes in front of him.

“He’s been talking about expanding for months and is excited about this last haus purchase now that you’ve remarried. You’ll be needing a new place to live. He’s decided to fix it up real nice for you and Sarah.”

Mose watched his mother draw circles on the wooden table, a sign she wanted to talk. She probably needed to ask a few questions. Questions he had no interest in answering. “He doesn’t have to do that, Mamm. The kinder have loved living here the last year, but Sarah and I can start out our marriage at my haus for a while. I’m sure the girls will feel more at ease in familiar surroundings.”

She looked at him, her brows furrowing. “Do you really think your new wife will want to live with all of Greta’s things around her, reminding her you had a beloved wife who died and left everything behind for her to dust?”

Mose heard his mother’s common sense.

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