The Amish Widow (Amish Romance Mystery) (Amish Secret Widows' Society Book 1) by Samantha Price Read Free Book Online Page B

had gone. She decided that she would spend the first part of the day cleaning the haus, starting with the kitchen.
    On hearing a buggy approach, Emma dried her hands and went to the front door. It was Wil, which surprised her because he mostly walked to visit, since he lived so close.
    “Hello, Wil.”
    “I’m just on my way into town. Do you need anything?”
    “ Nee .” Emma had to stop herself from saying that she was there yesterday. “ Nee, denke . I’m stocked up with all I’ll need for a while.”
    Wil got out of his buggy and walked toward her. “Well, why don’t you come somewhere with me?”
    Emma looked up at the handsome Wil. If she were ready for another mann she would have been delighted to be asked to go somewhere with him. But as it was the timing was totally off. “Why?”
    “It’s not gut for you to stay in the haus all the time by yourself.”
    “I visited yesterday; I had dinner last night at Elsa-May and Ettie’s haus . I have been out of the haus .”
    Wil laughed. “You had dinner with Elsa-May and Ettie?”
    “What’s so funny?”
    “Nothing at all. They are a funny pair and make me laugh, that’s all. I’m not being disrespectful.”
    Emma knew what he meant. They were a couple of funny old dears.
    He touched her shoulder lightly. “Come on Emma, come on a picnic with me?”
    Emma hoped that Wil was not starting to like her as more than a friend. It was far too soon for her to entertain thoughts of another mann. Surely he can’t be interested in me; nee, surely not, but he has been over here an awful lot. Maybe it’s just because he was such a gut friend of Levis he thinks he has to keep an eye on me, Emma thought. “I can’t, I’ve got to...”
    “Got to what?” Wil smiled widely and laid his hands casually at his hips.
    “Clean the haus . It’s in a dreadful state.”
    “A day will make no difference at all. Do it tomorrow. Let’s go on a picnic.”
    Emma shook her head. “It would not look gut if someone saw us out together. I mean if someone saw me enjoying myself.” Whoops, I’ve just admitted that I would enjoy myself with him. I hope he didn’t notice what I said.
    “Just because Levi died doesn’t mean you have to lock yourself up forever. Levi wouldn’t have wanted that. He would want you to be happy. How about a compromise?”
    Emma raised her eyebrows. She was beginning to like the sound of leaving the cleaning until the next day, but she had to be at Elsa-May’s at three o’clock; that’s what the plan was and she was not about to go against the plan that Elsa-May had written down.
    “How about we go somewhere, where we won’t be seen? That way we won’t be gossiped about,” Wil said, in a half mocking tone.
    Emma was wavering; maybe she would enjoy a picnic. “I’d have to be back, well before three.”
    “We can do that – easily.”
    Emma thought of the floorboards. They didn’t look that poorly; maybe another day wouldn’t matter. “Don’t you have to go into town, Wil?”
    “I can do that later, or do it tomorrow. You stay right here and I’ll pick you up in ten minutes. I’ll go home and pack us a hamper.”
    “Okay, I’ll bring some cheesecake.”
    Ten minutes would be enough time for Emma to sweep the floor to stave off her guilt for not giving it and the rest of the haus a thorough cleaning.
    Emma wondered whether she was doing the right thing. Maybe she should’ve put the picnic off until tomorrow and that way she would have had more information about the whole vulture situation. Now, she’d have to hold her tongue from telling him that she saw him speaking to the McAllister vulture.
    Half an hour later they sat on a grassy hill overlooking a meadow. Emma considered that if she had been there with Levi it would have been very romantic. She had met Wil briefly before she had meet Levi and they had gotten on very well together, but then Levi burst onto the scene and he swept her off her feet. The bishop’s wife, Mary,