world.
Rebecca thought of the upcoming dinner ahead and smiled. She wanted to make her father proud and see how Jedidiah responded. She wanted his approval so very much. As Rebecca and Katura moved around the house, making sure that all was in its place, they sat down to finish a wedding quilt that needed to be done. Katura was to be wed at harvest time to Samuel. The girls had been working on her quilt for the wedding night.
They sewed each stich with love as Rebecca dreamed of her wedding day. She thought that soon Katura would know how it would felt to be able to have a husband to please and tend to. She smiled at that thought. With each stich, time moved quickly and soon the door opened and Paul walked in. He looked at them at the table and smiled.
“Katura, tis always good to see you.” He nodded and placed his hat by the door. “Rebecca the stew smells good for tonight.” He went and washed his hands. He was impressed with how well Rebecca had grown up and was able to take care of a household with ease. He knew she would make a good wife. When he came back downstairs a simple lunch was placed on the table.
He sat and said grace. Soon they were eating in silence and Paul got up to go back out to the field. Rebecca and Katura cleaned the table together as they began to get ready for the nights events. Katura went home help with chores and change for the evening and Rebecca went upstairs. Finishing up what chores needed to be done, she placed Katura’s quilt away. She lost herself in little things to do around the house and soon it was time to get ready to go.
Placing her ash blonde hair in a bun neatly, she put the white prayer covering, finding her white apron on she headed downstairs to meet her father. The stew was ready to go. Placing on her cape, they walked to the prayer house and the meeting began. The women sat on one side and the men on the other. Paul and Rebecca sat with the Otto family.
As Rebecca and Katura helped Emma set up for the dinner, the men spoke of the coming year and what would need to be done for the harvest in the fall. Including a new barn raising for the Katura and Samuel. They would live nearby both the Otto’s and Paul. As soon as the service was done, everyone would sit and eat.
Rebecca saw Jedidiah walk in and smiled. He had found yellow flowers somewhere in his walk. He waved to Rebecca and held up the flowers. She blushed. She remembered the first time he had brought her flowers. It was in the middle of summer and he had found a patch of daisies. She knew then they were meant.
Almost dropping a bowl, Emma caught it and looked at Rebecca. Shaking her head, she smiled softly at Rebecca. She knew where her head was and it was not here. She was thinking of days in the past. When she had less to do and could day dream all day long. Tapping Rebecca on the back of her shoulder, she turned and Katura handed her bread for the table. The women continued to move around placing out the food and drinks that would be served.
Soon the service started and Rebecca sat between Emma and Paul in the pews. Stealing glances at Jedidiah as she could. He sat three people down from her. He would glance over at her and as their eyes met, she would blush. They had often worked together in the harvest and for some reason she was always next to him when they would bring it in. Other than that, they did not have much time together.
He would bring her little things he would find or carve. She would keep the wooden trinkets her hope chest at the end of her bed and dry the flowers for photos. He never knew that she did that until later. When they worked in the field, they would talk about what they wanted. He knew that he wanted to see the world. He was going to go on Rumspringa as soon as he could.
That was the longest time for Rebecca in the community. When he was out in the world finding himself. He finally came home. It was the one time he brought back gifts with him for everyone in is family and for
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