The Amish Millers Get Married BOXED SET Books 1-3 (Amish Romance Book Bundle: The Way Home, The Way Forward, The Narrow Way) (Boxed Set: Amish Millers Get Married)

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before I speak , Hannah thought, but what can I say to that without getting into trouble? Nothing, she decided, so said aloud, " Nee , Mamm, I am not."
    Esther and Martha gasped at Hannah's boldness, but Hannah thought that her daed's eyes twinkled. Hannah felt Noah's eyes on her and looked up. He held her gaze until she looked away.
    "Can I go to the Singing please, Mamm ?"
    Hannah shot Esther a grateful look. She knew Esther had no desire to go the Singing with her bad back, but was merely deflecting attention away from Hannah.
    Mrs. Miller shook her head. "Not yet, Esther, but I'm sure you and Martha will be well enough to go soon enough."
    Hannah was in two minds about the Singing. Noah and David would both be there. She couldn't shake the feeling that an awkward situation was looming.
    * * *
    Noah sighed long and deep to himself as he drove his buggy home in the dark. The dinner had been difficult and strained, and the worst thing of all was that Mrs. Miller was trying to set up his beloved Hannah with David Yoder. Hannah had not appeared keen on the idea, but was she only being coy? Noah had no way of knowing. Being so close to Hannah for an evening had made his heart ache more than ever.
     
     

 
     
    2 Corinthians 6:17.
    Therefore go out from their midst,
and be separate from them, says the Lord,
and touch no unclean thing;
then I will welcome you.
     
    Chapter 9 .
    That day, the church and the Singing were to be held in the Lapps' barn. The community held both in the Lapps' barn when it was their turn to have church and the Singing, as their haus was very small and could not accommodate the community, whereas their barn was quite large. Unlike most Amish homes which had been built to hold large groups of people, theirs was a tiny Grossdawdi House which the Lapps' only son had purchased, along with his own adjoining haus , from Englischers some years ago. When their son had been tragically killed in a buggy accident, the Lapps had sold off his home but kept its parcel of land with the barn.
    "I wish I could come too," Martha lamented over breakfast that morning.
    "Me too." Esther pushed a bit of cornmeal around with her spoon in her scrapple .
    Hannah felt sorry for them. "You'll both soon be coming, too. In fact, you'll be wishing you hadn't when you have to sit through one of Mr. Petersheim's long sermons on hell," she added, hoping that Mr. Petersheim wouldn’t be one of the ministers speaking that day.
    Esther and Martha laughed while their mudder frowned and opened her mouth to rebuke Hannah. "Hannah!" she said. "That's enough!"
    Later, in the church service, Hannah tried to keep her balance on the backless, wooden bench with her leg in its cast stuck out in front of her, listening to none other than Mr. Petersheim giving a lengthy sermon in a monotone voice. He was preaching on hochmut , pride, this time, but he had gone on for an hour longer than any other minister usually did. This was supposed to be the "short" sermon too; it would be followed by a "long" one. Hannah felt that Gott was punishing her for being so disrespectful earlier.
    Hannah looked around the barn. Nothing's changed , she thought. It all looks the same . Last time she was in this barn was a year ago, months before the accident. If only she'd known then what would happen to her. Hannah shook her head in an attempt to clear it of such fanciful thoughts.
    Hannah looked at Mr. Petersheim but he was still walking around and speaking about hell in a loud voice. She looked back at the barn. It would be hard to keep such a large place clean , she thought idly, since the Lapps don't use it for farming . Hannah looked up at the beams way above her head.
    Hannah's thoughts drifted to Noah. He had nodded and smiled to her when she arrived, and she had nodded back politely. Why did her mouth run dry every time she saw Noah? Why did she long to run and throw herself into his arms, those big strong arms? With his arms around her, she was sure she

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