By Cynthia Keller
From the writer of An Amish Christmas and A undeniable & Fancy Christmas comes a heartwarming novel of marriage and kin, new beginnings and poignant homecomings--just in time for the holidays.
After her husband, Shep, loses his most recent activity, Jennie Davis is thankful to be in a automobile en path to attractive Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. Shep has inherited a home from cousin, in addition to the cousin's usual bicycle store. The stream offers Jennie, Shep, and their teenagers a welcome likelihood for a clean start.
While Shep dives into his new enterprise on the motorbike store, Jennie conscientiously restores their broken-down apartment. She loves being a stay-at-home mother yet yearns to discover a few achievement outdoor of her family--particularly as they fight financially. On morning walks, she forges a friendship together with her Amish neighbor, Mattie Fisher, who opens up approximately her modest lifestyle. Mattie's loyal solid personality within the face of adversity encourages Jennie to hunt functional suggestions to her personal problems. A passing comment through Jennie's son transforms desperation approximately their funds into proposal, top her to embark upon a candy-making enterprise.
Soon, Jennie's newfound objective collides with Shep's starting to be pressure at paintings and long-simmering tensions among husband and spouse upward push to the skin. because the vacation season ways, their relatives is challenged as by no means before--until an unforeseen customer arrives to offer Jennie the best reward of all.
Praise for Cynthia Keller's heartwarming Amish novels
An Amish Christmas
"This little publication is a vacation charmer old and young will locate appealing."--Fredericksburg unfastened Lance--Star
"[A] candy, poignant story."--USA Today
A simple & Fancy Christmas
"[This novel] does what an excellent vacation story may still; it invitations readers to show off the cell and tv and wrap themselves up in a hot, compelling story."--Lincoln magazine Star
"A marvelous learn for the Christmas season."--FaithfulNews
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Additional resources for An Amish Gift: A Novel
Kill him! Kill him! When the man had had enough of beating me, he loaded me onto a wheelbarrow, carted me down to the river, and dumped me into the reeds, swearing such terrible things as I would have wished never to hear. Some kind of animal drew near me. I turned over with a moan. The animal didn’t budge. I stretched out my arm to touch it and felt an icy hand: I was lying next to a dead soldier. My bones ached, but I made an effort to overcome the pain and attempted to roll farther down the bank.
They drank straight from the bottle. The black-haired guy wiped his mouth and asked: Did Isabel cry much? Shut up. She must have cried a lot. Shut up. I didn’t think 56 WAR, SO MUCH WAR you could possibly leave her . . I don’t want to marry without an arm. I returned the postcard with the pomegranate. The one with the black hair said, when the war’s over we’ll look for a lame fellow who can play the guitar and we’ll sing about her as we make the rounds of the villages. We’ll tell people we laughed at the bullets and the bombs.
Three doors gave onto the landing. I chose the middle one. The room seemed to have been built for giants, with a hearth for giants. Another room followed with a table in the middle in the shape of a counter; some thirty iron soldiers armed with lances were positioned between the huge windows and on either side of the doors. Another room, resembling a corridor, had twelve windows facing the sea; the opposite wall was covered with bits of broken mirror. As I was studying the wall that shattered me to pieces as though I were merely a composite of shards, I noticed the scent for the first time: the smell of the yellow roses from our rosebush at home that climbed all the way up to the railing on the rooftop terrace.