Free Hidden (Amish Romance Mystery) (Amish Secret Widows' Society Book 2) by Samantha Price

Nee , but we have an understanding. He knows it’s too soon for me to say ‘yes.’”
    Although Emma knew that Wil loved her, Silvie’s words began to concern her. “Let’s go closer to hear what they are talking about,” Emma said.
    Wil immediately looked up as they approached. “Ahh, Silvie you have a delightful schweschder.”
    Silvie smiled and looked at Emma.
    “Emma, have you met Sabrina?”
    Emma noticed that as Wil spoke he shifted his weight from one foot to another as if he was nervous.
    “ Jah , we met earlier.” Emma looked at Sabrina and was sure that she looked disappointed that her talk with Wil had been interrupted. Could Sabrina see Wil as a potential husband even though she was only eighteen and he was in his thirties? Surely not.
    “Sabrina’s interested in my inventions.”
    Emma raised her eyebrows. She did not see how anyone could be interested in Wil’s inventions. How did they come to speak of his inventions so quickly? “Is she?”
    “ Jah , I do a little fiddling with inventions myself.” Sabrina was certainly more animated in her conversation when there was a man around.
    “Such as?” Emma asked, wondering if Sabrina would dare to make up such a thing.
    “ Mamm has a gas powered iron and I’ve made it into a battery powered iron by fitting it with a battery pack that I made myself.”
    Emma laughed and before she could stop herself, she said, “What would be the use of that?”
    Wil stared at her and Emma knew that he sensed something was not right with her. Did Wil know that she was a little jealous of this new girl?
    Sabrina tilted her chin high. “Well, mamm liked it. She found it more convenient.”
    “ Jah , I’m sure it’s got many convenient uses.” Emma tried to sound sincere to cover her previous cruel outburst.
    Sabrina ignored Emma’s words and said, “Why don’t you show me some of your inventions, Wil?”
    “Of course, have Silvie bring you for dinner one night this week. That’ll be okay, won’t it, Silvie?”
    Silvie smiled. “ Jah , we could come tomorrow night.”
    “Tomorrow it is then.”
    “Come on, Sabrina.” Silvie linked her arm through Sabrina’s. “I’ve got some people I want you to meet. Excuse us, Wil, Emma.” Silvie pulled Sabrina away, leaving Wil and Emma alone.
    “You’ll come to dinner on tomorrow too, of course?” Wil asked Emma.
    “Do you want me to?” Emma asked.
    “Of course, all my dinner invitations include you.”
    Emma folded her arms and looked into the distance. She had never experienced the emotion of jealousy, but now she knew what it was. She was annoyed at Sabrina for speaking to Wil and not just speaking, she was flirting with him. Outrageously flirting and she even invited herself to his haus. The sheer nerve of the woman. “Don’t you know that Sabrina is attracted to you? She’s only here from Ohio to look for a husband.”
    “That’s a little harsh, Emma. You’ve only just met the girl. You were also rude to her.”
    Emma’s mouth fell open at Wil’s words. “I was not.”
    Wil rubbed the back of his neck. “You’ve never understood about my inventions have you?”
    “What do you mean? I do understand about your inventions.”
    “When someone invents something, it’s important to them. You have never shown any interest in my inventions - ever.” Wil nodded his head in a definite manner as he spoke.
    Emma remained silent; she was not the slightest bit interested in his senseless tinkering with useless objects, and why should she be? They were a sheer waste of Gott’s time. Why couldn’t Wil see that for himself?
    Wil continued, “Think of it like your needlework. You spend hours on your needlework and show me what you’ve done and I show interest in your work – the fine stitches, the different colors. But, if I try and speak about my inventions or try to show you, you just don’t pay any mind. You make no effort to even pretend to have a tiny piece of curiosity.”
    Emma looked up