Free The Only Way (The Amish Millers Get Married Book 4) by Ruth Hartzler Page A

window, so he
said the first thing that came into his head. “The new mann at the B&B asked Rebecca on a buggy ride.”
    Sarah knocked her tea over, at the same time
exclaiming, “Benjamin Shetler?”
    Nash hurried to right the mug. He was now in
high spirits again. Why would Sarah care if Benjamin Shetler and
Rebecca Miller were dating? Yet clearly she did. This was a new
twist. His plan wasn’t a failure after all.
     

1 Timothy 3:16.
    Great indeed, we confess, is the mystery of
godliness: He was manifested in the flesh, vindicated by the
Spirit, seen by angels, proclaimed among the nations, believed on
in the world, taken up in glory.
    Chapter
14
    Rebecca pulled on her black coat, buttoned it
up, and headed out the door of the B&B. She only remembered
just half an hour earlier that she had offered to help Hannah with
the twins so that Hannah could have a well earned rest. She hurried
to Hannah’s haus. It was a little way over the rise in the
hill and if it had been any further it would have been too far to
walk in the cold weather.
    Although she was tired, Rebecca knew that
Hannah would have been even more so with looking after the twins
all day and all night, especially now that they were teething.
    She could hear the twins’ cries as she
hurried up to the haus . “Hello, I’m here,” she called as she
pushed the door open.
    Hannah’s face was filled with relief. “I’m so
pleased you didn’t forget to come.”
    “Of course I wouldn’t forget. I’ve been
looking forward to it all day.” Rebecca sent up a silent prayer to Gott to forgive her for the white lie.
    Hannah had Mason on her hip. He was dribbling
and crying and had poked a finger in his mouth. Rebecca could see
Rose in the wooden playpen in the corner of the room.
    “Give him to me.” Rebecca put her arms out.
Mason put an arm out to her and she took him from Hannah.
    Hannah rubbed her eyes. “I can’t thank you
enough for this, Rebecca. I’m so looking forward to having a sleep.
I haven’t slept a wink in the last two days. Well, perhaps I slept
for an hour or two; I’m too tired to remember.” Her voice was
slurred.
    “You go upstairs now. I’ll stay until you
wake up.”
    As Hannah was walking upstairs, Rebecca
wondered what was going to happen with dinner. She guessed she
would have to cook that too, as well as look after the crying
twins. “Hannah, what about dinner? What shall I cook?”
    Hannah shook her head and with a weary voice
said, “Whatever you can find in the kitchen. Just cook whatever you
can. I think Noah will be grateful for anything.” Hannah continued
walking up the stairs.
    As soon as Hannah disappeared, her two small
dogs ran into the room, both playing tug ‘o war with a small tree
branch. “Get out, you two.” The dogs ignored her. Rebecca placed
Mason in the playpen with Rose. Now the two bopplis were
crying together, which made them cry even louder. It was as if they
were in competition, each trying to cry louder than the other.
    Rebecca grabbed Annie, the beagle, by the
collar and led her outside. The terrier, Sophie, quickly followed,
abandoning the tree branch. Now with the two dogs outside, Rebecca
clipped the lock on the dog door so they would not come back in.
Two naughty, young dogs and two crying bopplis were a little
more than she could handle all at the one time.
    Now, all she had to do was to calm the bopplis and cook the dinner at the same time. Rebecca
shrugged and hoped that she would do a gut job of looking
after everything while Hannah had a sleep. At least it would be gut experience for when she had kinner of her own.
She found the pram in the utility room and sat the two bopplis in the pram and wheeled them up and down, hoping the
motion would calm them while she looked for something to cook for
dinner.
    It worked; the twins remained quiet so long
as Rebecca pushed them back and forth. With one hand on the handle
of the pram, Rebecca gingerly made her way to the icebox where she
found