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An Honest Love

Advance Acclaim for
An Honest Love


An Honest Love
held my interest from the first page—a double dose of romance as two couples struggle to put the past behind them and move forward. Fans of Amish fiction will appreciate the descriptive details as they revisit the Old Order Amish community of Middlefield. Kathleen’s given us another heart-gripping tale.”

—Beth Wiseman, best-selling author of
Plain Promise
and
An Amish Christmas

“Kathleen Fuller has done it again. A wonderful tale of love, friendship, and loss that kept me up late just to see how it would end.”

—Jenny B. Jones, author of
So Not Happening

Other Books By Kathleen Fuller Include

A Man of His Word

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A Summer Secret

An Honest Love

A Hearts of Middlefield Novel

KATHLEEN FULLER

© 2010 by Kathleen Fuller

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Scripture quotations are from the King James Version of the Bible.

Publisher’s note: This novel is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either products of the author’s imagination or used fictitiously. All characters are fictional, and any similarity to people, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data

Fuller, Kathleen.

An honest love : a hearts of Middlefield novel / Kathleen Fuller.

p. cm.

ISBN 978-1-59554-813-9 (softcover)

eISBN : 9781418551988

1. Middlefield (Ohio)—Fiction. 2. Amish Country (Ohio)—Fiction. 3. Amish—Social life and customs—Fiction. I. Title.

PS3606.U553H66 2010

813’.6—dc22

2009049810

Printed in the United States of America
10 11 12 13 14 RRD 6 5 4 3 2 1

Contents

Advance Acclaim for
An Honest Love

Other Books By Kathleen Fuller Include

Dedication

Pennsylvania Dutch Glossary

Chapter One

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Chapter 22

Acknowledgments

Reading Group Guide

To Tera

Pennsylvania Dutch Glossary

ab im kopp:
crazy

boppli:
baby

bruder:
brother

bu:
boy

burre:
boys

daed:
father

demut:
humility

danki:
thank you

Dietsh:
language most commonly used by the Amish

dumm:
dumb

dochder:
daughter

dummkopf:
dummy

familye:
family

frau:
wife, Mrs.

fraulein:
unmarried woman, Miss

geh:
go

gschenk:
gift

gut:
good

guten morgen:
good morning

gutguckich:
handsome, good-looking

gut nacht:
good night

guten owed:
good evening

Hallicher Grischtdaag:
Merry Christmas

haus:
house

herr:
Mr.

hochmut:
pride

kapp:
an Amish woman’s prayer covering

kinn:
child

kinner:
children

lieb:
love

maed:
girls

maedel:
girl

mann:
man

mami:
mother

mei:
my

mudder:
mother

nee:
no

nix:
nothing

onkel:
uncle

rumspringa:
the period between ages sixteen and twenty-four, loosely translated as “running around time.” For Amish young adults,
rumspringa
ends when they join the church.

schwester:
sister

schee:
handsome

sehr:
very

sohn:
son

wunderbaar:
wonderful

ya:
yes

Yankee:
a non-Amish person

yank over:
to leave the Amish faith

Chapter One

E
lisabeth Byler cradled her nine-month-old niece in the crook of her arm while she fumbled with a baby bottle. Powdered formula was normally easy to prepare, but with Ester squalling and Velda—

“Velda?” Elisabeth glanced around the kitchen, then ran into the living room in search of her other niece. “Velda Anne! Where are you?” She looked behind the couch and one of the armchairs, gripping the baby to her side.

Elisabeth ran up the stairs to Velda’s bedroom, shouting her name several times. She panicked, unable to find her little eighteen-month-old niece in any of the bedrooms. “This is the last time I’m babysitting for Moriah and Gabe!” Ester’s cries grew louder.

A check of the bathroom proved fruitless, so she ran down the stairs to the back door, hoping, praying with all her might that Velda was outside and hadn’t strayed too far from the house. She flung the door wide and took a step outside—

“Oof!” She’d run into a solid wall. Of muscle, she realized as she stared at the front of a light blue shirt and black suspenders. She looked up and saw the face of Aaron Detweiler. “Oh, thank God you’re here. Velda Anne’s missing! You’ve got to help me find her!”

Aaron’s expression was inscrutable. She shoved the baby into his arms. “Watch her while I
geh
find Velda.”

“You don’t have to do that—”

“Are you crazy? Of course I do!” Elisabeth moved past him, wringing her hands together. “Velda! Velda Anne Miller, you come here right now!”

“Elisabeth.”

She spun and faced Aaron. “What!”

“She’s right here.” He shifted the baby to one arm, then pointed at the little girl clinging to one leg of his gray, broadfall trousers.

Elisabeth looked down at Velda, who stared back at her, sucking her thumb. Her black
kapp
was askew on her head, and strands of light brown hair rested against her plump cheeks.

Elisabeth rushed over and squatted down on the ground, clutching the child to her chest. “Where have you been?” She looked up at Aaron. “What are you doing with her?”

“She came out to the blacksmith shop.”


Da
.” Velda wiggled out of Elisabeth’s grasp. She pointed at the shop behind Elisabeth. “
Da
.”

“Guess she was looking for her
daed
.” Aaron shifted Ester in his arms.

Elisabeth’s panic subsided, replaced by anger. She met Velda’s wide, innocent gaze. “Don’t you ever,
ever
run off like that again!”

Ester, who had quieted down while Aaron held her, started howling again. At the same time Velda’s bottom lip began to tremble. “
Da
!” She burst into tears.

Aaron turned and walked into the house. Elisabeth picked up Velda and followed, watching him as he calmly walked over to the sink, as if he dealt with screaming babies on a daily basis. Within a minute Aaron had not only made the bottle, he had gently nudged the nipple into Ester’s mouth, silencing her cries. He held the baby in the crook of one arm as if she weighed no more than a football.

Elisabeth put her niece down and leaned against the kitchen table, letting her heart rate slow. She tried not to stare at Aaron, but he seemed completely unaffected by the commotion. And there was something mesmerizing about seeing such a large man feeding a little baby. The bottle looked like a toy in his hand. She tried to remember back two years ago when Aaron Detweiler had been a scrawny kid of seventeen who had just gotten out of jail after serving time for dealing drugs. So much had changed since then. Not only had he grown a couple inches taller, he’d also filled out, probably due to the physical exertion of being a blacksmith.

Pulling her gaze from Aaron and Ester, she glanced around the kitchen for Velda, who had disappeared again. Her sister’s firstborn had been a complete angel until she’d turned fifteen months. Since then the child had become a complete terror, and Elisabeth could barely keep up with her. Elisabeth started for the living room again, her patience as thin as parchment paper. “Velda Anne, I’m warning you—”

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