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Authors: Jerry S. Eicher
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JERRY S. EICHER
HARVEST HOUSE PUBLISHERS
EUGENE, OREGON
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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or to events or locales, is entirely coincidental.
KATIE'S JOURNEY TO LOVE
Copyright © 2013 by Jerry S. Eicher
Published by Harvest House Publishers
Eugene, Oregon 97402
www.harvesthousepublishers.com
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Eicher, Jerry S.
Katie's journey to love / Jerry S. Eicher.
p. cm.â(Emma Raber's daughter ; bk. 2)
ISBN 978-0-7369-5253-8 (pbk.)
ISBN 978-0-7369-5254-5 (eBook)
1. Young womenâFiction. 2. MennonitesâFiction. 3. Domestic fiction. I. Title.
PS3605.I34K38 2013
813'.6âdc23
2012026067
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Contents
Katie Raber awoke well before dawn in the stillness of the old Amish farmhouse. Something seemed wrongâ¦unfamiliar. Where was she? The question raced through her mind. The familiar shape of her upstairs bedroom was gone. Where the dresser should have been there was a window, and where the dark outline of the dresser was there used to be a closet door. She sat up in bed, listening as a door banged downstairs. The sound was soon followed by the muffled voices of people stirring below. There was also a soft clatter of dishes being moved and
Mamm
's voice being overlaid with the deeper tones of a man.
Katie lay back in bed and smiled. Of course!
Mamm
had married Jesse Mast last week. The wedding had been held at Bishop Jonas Miller's place, with all the relatives and friends gathered for the great day. In the evening, the community youth had sung old hymns until after nine o'clock.
Today was the Friday after Thanksgiving, and the whole family was together for the first time since the wedding. They had given
Mamm
and Jesse some time alone, including Thanksgiving Day.
The newlyweds hadn't gone off on some honeymoon like an
Englisha
couple would, so they were entitled to extra considerationâwhat with children from both sides of the families joining the new union and with a farm to take care of. Katie had also taken the week off from work at Byler's Store and had spent Thanksgiving Day with her Mennonite friend Margaret.
Mabel, Jesse's oldest daughter, had thrown a royal fit about being bossed around by
Mamm
last night when they'd all arrived after supper. And all
Mamm
had said was “It's time for bed, children.” But thankfully Mabel had eventually calmed down. She'd been a wild card ever since
Mamm
had accepted Jesse's offer of marriage. At first Mabel had refused to even consider
Mamm
as her new
mamm
. It wasn't until
Mamm
was well into her engagement with Jesse before the feelings between
Mamm
and Mabel thawed out even a little. And even then Mabel gave in only after her
daett
brought great pressure to bear on her.
Katie took several deep breaths. The feelings of hope and joy that had been rushing over her at the memory of
Mamm
and Jesse saying their vows were fast disappearing. She really had to stop letting thoughts of Mabel's bad attitude affect her this way. After all, this should be a
wunderbah
new beginning for all of them. For one thing, she would no longer be known as odd widow Emma Raber's daughter, the strange girl with a yet stranger
mamm
. The wedding would surely change all of that.
Certainly Jesse and
Mamm
were persuaded things would turn out well for all of them. The past was behind them. Even
Mamm
's past that had caused her to be thought strange by the Amish communityâall because of that crush she'd once had on Daniel Kauffman, the most popular boy around when she'd been a teenager.
Mamm
had held on to her foolish hope that Daniel would return her affections right up to the moment he said his vows with Miriam Esh.
Mamm
had dashed out of the services
and drove her buggy right past the couple and the astonished eyes of the bishop himself. She'd never lived down that action or gotten over the bitterness of the memory of Daniel.