The Amish Widow (Amish Romance Mystery) (Amish Secret Widows' Society Book 1) by Samantha Price Page A
Authors: Samantha Price
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contemplated asking him about the vulture, but thought she was best to discuss it with the widows’ society before she did or said anything.
As they drew closer to Emma’s home, she saw three buggies pulling away from her drive. Emma was immediately worried, but tried not to act like it in front of Wil. “Looks like I’ve had visitors.”
There was one buggy in her driveway when she pulled up. As soon as Emma saw the distinctive brown and white markings of the bishop’s horse, she knew she could relax. She looked harder and saw the bishop’s wife, Mary, standing on her porch.
Wil stopped the buggy and Emma walked toward Mary. “Mary, it’s nice of you to visit.”
“I was just going; a few of the ladies have given your haus a gut cleaning and we’ve got a weeks’ worth of food for you.” She grabbed Emma’s hand. “You won’t have to do anything for a whole week.” She pulled Emma forward and gave her a kiss which she always gave people, calling it, ‘a holy kiss.’
Emma turned to look at Wil who was still in his buggy. “You knew about this?”
“Of course, I was instructed to get you away from here for a few hours.”
She turned back to Mary. “ Denke , so much and thank the other ladies. This is just wunderbaar.”
“I’ll be on my way, then.” Mary bustled her way to her buggy.
“I’ll go too, Emma.” Wil tipped his hat and drove back up the driveway.
Emma felt a little foolish thinking that Wil liked her and that was the reason he had invited her on a picnic. Wil was simply getting her out of the haus so the ladies could surprise her. What a fool she would have been if she had leaned into his hard body thinking that he was keen on her. She would have to be more careful in the future. Missing Levi’s strong arms around her had left her vulnerable to another man’s touch. She would not let that happen again.
Emma pushed her front door open, realizing she must have left the door unlocked. She could never do that again, not with the vulture hanging around. It was certainly nice to come home to a clean haus. Emma put her hand to her mouth and giggled as she wondered if any of the ladies had seen the hammer under her bed.
Emma looked around at her spotless haus , thankful that she had run the broom over the floor before she left, otherwise what would the women have thought of her housekeeping skills?
Chapter 6.
While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.
Genesis 8:22
On the dot of three Emma pulled up to Elsa-May and Ettie’s haus as arranged. Maureen was already there and they all had to wait fifteen minutes for Silvie to arrive.
“Sorry I’m late,” Silvie said.
“Come in.” Elsa-May pulled on Silvie’s arm and hurried her to the chairs where the other ladies waited eagerly.
Silvie looked very pretty with the subtle makeup. Her face did not look painted; her skin looked smooth and her lips looked a little darker than normal and were very glossy. Her normally pale lashes were dark and very, very long which accentuated her beautiful, clear blue eyes.
“Well, I asked Mr. McAllister if he had a farm for sale. He showed me brochures of farm land and I said that I wanted land close – in a ten minute radius – by buggy.”
“Go on,” Ettie said as she sat on the edge of the old timber chair.
“He said he could have a very large piece of land coming up, but he already had a buyer for it.”
Ettie gasped and covered her mouth. “Emma, he already has a buyer for your land.”
“It could be Wil,” Maureen said.
Emma lowered her head and rested it in her hands.
Elsa-May lifted up her hands to quiet everybody. “We can’t be sure though. This is all hearsay.”
Ettie nodded. “Quite right. What else, Silvie?”
“He stepped out of the office to take a phone call in private. So I dashed to the front of his desk and looked in his top drawer and found this.” Silvie opened her
As they drew closer to Emma’s home, she saw three buggies pulling away from her drive. Emma was immediately worried, but tried not to act like it in front of Wil. “Looks like I’ve had visitors.”
There was one buggy in her driveway when she pulled up. As soon as Emma saw the distinctive brown and white markings of the bishop’s horse, she knew she could relax. She looked harder and saw the bishop’s wife, Mary, standing on her porch.
Wil stopped the buggy and Emma walked toward Mary. “Mary, it’s nice of you to visit.”
“I was just going; a few of the ladies have given your haus a gut cleaning and we’ve got a weeks’ worth of food for you.” She grabbed Emma’s hand. “You won’t have to do anything for a whole week.” She pulled Emma forward and gave her a kiss which she always gave people, calling it, ‘a holy kiss.’
Emma turned to look at Wil who was still in his buggy. “You knew about this?”
“Of course, I was instructed to get you away from here for a few hours.”
She turned back to Mary. “ Denke , so much and thank the other ladies. This is just wunderbaar.”
“I’ll be on my way, then.” Mary bustled her way to her buggy.
“I’ll go too, Emma.” Wil tipped his hat and drove back up the driveway.
Emma felt a little foolish thinking that Wil liked her and that was the reason he had invited her on a picnic. Wil was simply getting her out of the haus so the ladies could surprise her. What a fool she would have been if she had leaned into his hard body thinking that he was keen on her. She would have to be more careful in the future. Missing Levi’s strong arms around her had left her vulnerable to another man’s touch. She would not let that happen again.
Emma pushed her front door open, realizing she must have left the door unlocked. She could never do that again, not with the vulture hanging around. It was certainly nice to come home to a clean haus. Emma put her hand to her mouth and giggled as she wondered if any of the ladies had seen the hammer under her bed.
Emma looked around at her spotless haus , thankful that she had run the broom over the floor before she left, otherwise what would the women have thought of her housekeeping skills?
Chapter 6.
While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease.
Genesis 8:22
On the dot of three Emma pulled up to Elsa-May and Ettie’s haus as arranged. Maureen was already there and they all had to wait fifteen minutes for Silvie to arrive.
“Sorry I’m late,” Silvie said.
“Come in.” Elsa-May pulled on Silvie’s arm and hurried her to the chairs where the other ladies waited eagerly.
Silvie looked very pretty with the subtle makeup. Her face did not look painted; her skin looked smooth and her lips looked a little darker than normal and were very glossy. Her normally pale lashes were dark and very, very long which accentuated her beautiful, clear blue eyes.
“Well, I asked Mr. McAllister if he had a farm for sale. He showed me brochures of farm land and I said that I wanted land close – in a ten minute radius – by buggy.”
“Go on,” Ettie said as she sat on the edge of the old timber chair.
“He said he could have a very large piece of land coming up, but he already had a buyer for it.”
Ettie gasped and covered her mouth. “Emma, he already has a buyer for your land.”
“It could be Wil,” Maureen said.
Emma lowered her head and rested it in her hands.
Elsa-May lifted up her hands to quiet everybody. “We can’t be sure though. This is all hearsay.”
Ettie nodded. “Quite right. What else, Silvie?”
“He stepped out of the office to take a phone call in private. So I dashed to the front of his desk and looked in his top drawer and found this.” Silvie opened her
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