The Only Way (The Amish Millers Get Married Book 4) by Ruth Hartzler

“ Jah . He’s tall and
handsome, with big brown eyes like Hannah’s beagle, and he has fair
hair. Clean shaven too, so he’s single. Maybe you should check him
out.” Rebecca added the last sentence to see if Sarah would give
any indication as to whether she was interested in a new, handsome mann . If she did, that would mean that she wasn’t interested
in Elijah after all and Rebecca would be able to breathe a sigh of
relief. Rebecca closely watched Sarah for her reaction. However,
Sarah was suddenly serious, and stood up. The mood in the kitchen
had suddenly changed to one of tension.
    Sarah leaned over the table. “What’s his
name?”
    “Benjamin Shetler.” Rebecca looked down at
her tea, a little disappointed that her ploy hadn’t worked. She was
none the wiser as to how Sarah felt about Elijah. When Rebecca
looked up, Sarah was clutching at her stomach and swaying. “Sarah!”
she exclaimed. “Are you all right? You’ve gone as white as a sheet!
You look like you’re going to faint.”
    When Sarah didn’t answer, Rebecca took her by
the arm and helped her into the living room. “Here, lie down; I’ll
get you a glass of water.”
    When Rebecca returned with the water, a
little color had returned to Sarah’s face.
    “ Denki , Rebecca. I don’t know what’s
wrong with me; perhaps I forgot to eat today. What were we talking
about?”
    “Benjamin Shetler.” This time, Rebecca’s
mention of the name had no effect on Sarah. Rebecca had at first
thought that Sarah must know the mann ; now she thought that
Sarah’s fainting turn when she had said his name was just a
coincidence.
    “Did you say Benjamin Shetler?”
    Both girls looked up as Mrs. Miller hurried
into the kitchen.
    “Yes, Mamm .”
    “Well, what do you know about him, Rebecca?”
Mrs. Miller demanded. “Did Ida Flickinger tell you anything about
him?”
    “ Nee , she didn’t appear to know
anything much herself.”
    Mrs. Miller poured herself a hot meadow tea
and sat down with the girls. “I’ve just come from Betsy Yoder’s.
She told me that Benjamin Shetler had been to see the bishop, and
the bishop himself drove him to the B&B. Why would a young
Amish mann from another community go to see our bishop?”
    Rebecca thought for a moment. “Perhaps he was
shunned, and wants to come back to the Amish, but is too
embarrassed to go back to his community, so wants to make a fresh
start somewhere else.”
    Mrs. Miller nodded her approval. “Could be,
that could be one possible reason. Anyway, I don’t like it; I don’t
like it all, outsiders forcing their way into our community.”
    “ Mamm !” Rebecca was shocked; Sarah was
sitting right there.
    Mrs. Miller’s expression turned black. “Don’t
be so silly, Rebecca; you should know better. Obviously I don’t
mean Sarah; she’s one of the familye now. You should think
before you speak; now you’re embarrassed Sarah.”
    Rebecca held her tongue; there was no use
trying to reason with her mudder at times like this.
    Sarah murmured that she was not embarrassed,
but Mrs. Miller cut her off. “We will invite this Benjamin Shetler
to dinner, and see what he has to say for himself.”
    Rebecca could not help but notice that
Sarah’s face had turned deathly white again.
     

John 14:1-3.
    “ Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe
in God; believe also in me.
    In my Father’s house are many rooms. If it
were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for
you?
    And if I go and prepare a place for you, I
will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you
might be also.
     
    Chapter
11
    Rebecca was sweeping the front porch of the
B&B when Nash Grayson appeared and sat down in one of the
chairs. “What a lovely view,” he said. His voice dripped charm.
    Rebecca was relieved that she had already
swept under the chairs, as she didn’t fancy having to ask him to
move. “Yes it is, but you should see it just before harvest, when
the fields of corn look