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

at Wil. He was scolding her. He had never spoken crossly like that to her before.
    Wil continued, “You even told that girl that her invention was of no use. How would you feel if someone told you your needlework was of no use to anybody?”
    Emma jutted out her bottom lip as she thought of Sabrina’s invention. “Well, I think the battery iron was silly and I do think it’s of no use. I have to be truthful.” Couldn’t Wil see that a battery pack on an iron was pointless when a gas-powered iron would’ve done the same thing? Why was he defending the girl, because she was pretty and young?
    “What use is your needlework? What use is it to anybody?”
    Emma scoffed. “It’s hardly the same thing, Wil.”
    “It might not be the same thing, but it’s about people’s feelings. Think about other people for once, Emma.” Wil put his hands on his hips and his eyes flashed with disappointment.
    “Are you saying that I’m selfish?” Emma asked.
    Wil slowly nodded his head. “ Jah , something like that. If you’ll excuse me, I see someone I need to speak to.” Wil walked away from Emma with long, fast strides.
    Emma’s eyes filled with tears. Never had he spoken to her like that. Wil had been her rock ever since Levi had died. Wil was her best friend and now he had said mean things to her and for no reason.
    Feeling all alone in the world, Emma walked directly to her buggy, hoping that no one would see her in tears. She drove all the way home with tears brimming in her eyes. She was pleased that she had decided to drive there alone that day.
    Was she selfish? Could Wil be right? No one else had ever called her selfish.
    She opened her front door, lay down on the couch, closed her eyes and thought on Wil’s words. He was as gut as saying that she was selfish for not showing interest in his silly inventions. She was sick on the tummy. It was true she never showed any interest but he had never been angry about it before, not ‘til she hadn’t shown any interest in Sabrina’s useless invention. Maybe Wil was sweet on Sabrina. Could it be more than a coincidence that he picked a fight with her straight after he met the young and pretty Sabrina?
    No one had ever said that needlework was a waste of time. At least I have something to show for all my time , Emma thought of her sewing.
    Emma went into the kitchen to make herself something to eat. Growler was finishing the last of the meat she had put out for him that morning. “Hello, Growler.” As usual, Growler ignored her and kept eating. She leaned over and stroked his gray, silver fur until he purred.
    She walked past Growler into the utility room and spied some chocolates and decided that she needed something to cheer herself up. Emma took the chocolates back to the lounge and covered herself with a blanket. As the chocolate melted in her mouth, she thought of more than a few times that Wil had tried to show her what he was working on. Sometimes she would laugh, or scoff and sometimes she would say she’d look later, but never did. Perhaps she should show interest in what he did with his time, but couldn’t he see that his inventions were useless? Even Levi had said that they were a waste of time.
    Maybe she wasn’t a match with Wil as she had thought. Maybe loneliness was the only factor that had driven her to find comfort and companionship with Wil.

Chapter 10.
      And the multitude of them that believed were of one heart and of one soul: neither said any of them that ought of the things which he possessed was his own; but they had all things common.
    Acts 4:32
     
    Typically Emma would have offered to cook when Wil had guests but considering their cross words of late, Emma thought she would leave Wil to cook on his own. She thought by doing so he would appreciate her more and not speak to her so meanly in the future.
    She arrived at Wil’s haus at 6 p.m. only to find that Silvie was already there so she assumed that Sabrina would be as well.
    Silvie and