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to
dinner?” he said with a flourish and a bow.
    Jessie laughed. “Okay, why not?”
    Nash’s heart leaped, and without thinking, he
pulled Jessie to him and planted a kiss on her warm lips.
    At first Jessie did not resist, but then she
pulled away and slapped Nash across the face.
    Nash rubbed his smarting cheek. “ Aww !
What did you do that for?”
    “I’m not an Englischer girl. You just
can’t kiss me.”
    Is she kidding? Nash thought. “You
kissed me back,” he pointed out.
    “Did not!”
    Nash was on the point of saying Did
too , when he realized how childish that would sound. Why didn’t
Jessie let him kiss her? Perhaps she liked Benjamin after all; she
had seemed quite keen to kiss him.
    “You like Benjamin, don’t you?” Nash meant it
as a simple question, but it came out as an accusation. Until his
words were out, Nash had not admitted to himself just how jealous
he had been of Benjamin, just how deep his feelings were for
Jessie. From out of nowhere, the Scripture from Matthew 12:34
popped into his mind: For out of the abundance of the heart the
mouth speaketh . Nash hadn’t realized until now that the
Scripture meant that people would speak out what really came from
deep inside them.
    Jessie simply snorted rudely. “Typical! So
typical of a mann to think that if a girl won’t kiss him it
must be because there is someone else.”
    “Well, is there?”
    Jessie rolled her eyes, and stormed off.
    Nash was confused by Jessie. One thing he was
not confused about, was that he had made the decision to return to
the community. He supposed there were good and bad people amongst
the Amish just as there were good and bad people amongst the Englischers . He would just be one of the not so good people
amongst the Amish. We can’t all be goody two shoes like that
Benjamin Shetler , he thought.
     

 
    Romans 8:1-2.
    There is therefore now no condemnation for
those who are in Christ Jesus. For the law of the Spirit of life
has set you free in Christ Jesus from the law of sin and death.
     
    Chapter
13
    Nash was nervous when Bishop William Graber
opened the door to let him inside, despite the fact that the bishop
looked like an Englischer’s idea of Santa Claus, with his
long, gray beard, round face with red cheeks, and large, blue
eyes.
    Mrs. Graber hurried over to welcome Nash.
“ Hiya , Nash. You look hungry as always. I’ve made some
special sandwiches for you, cucumber and peanut butter, raw liver
and nettle, and bacon with chocolate cream. I must get back to my
baking. Don’t worry; I won’t be able to overhear a word you say, so
you can speak in complete confidence.”
    The bishop appeared to be amused. “My fraa tells me you enjoy her cooking.”
    “Yes I do,” Nash said, truthfully. I
wouldn’t pay for it, but it’s free , he thought.
    “Perhaps we should take the sandwiches out to
the porch.”
    Nash was relieved that the bishop said that.
No matter what Mrs. Graber had said, he was sure she would be able
to hear from the kitchen, and he didn’t want what he had to say
spread all over town.
    Light rain was starting to fall. Nash watched
it for a moment, and then was glad he had a car and wouldn’t be
driving home in the rain in a buggy. Not for long; I’ll have to
get rid of the car , he told himself.
    “How are your parents doing?” the bishop
asked, once they had settled into stiff, old wooden chairs with a
round, wooden table between them.
    “Good, thank you.”
    Nash was quite nervous about speaking to the
bishop. He didn’t know how truthful he should be.
    “Let us pray first, and then you can tell me
why you have come to see me today. We can eat as we talk,” the
bishop said.
    They both bowed their heads for a silent
prayer. For some inexplicable reason, Nash’s right eye started to
twitch, so he rubbed it hard. Then an uncontrollable urge to laugh
came over him, and he had to fight it. I suppose it’s ‘cause I’m
so nervous , he thought.
    “Now, Nash, have a sandwich