Secrets in the Grave (Serenity's Plain Secrets Book 3)

S
ECRETS IN

THE
G
RAVE

Karen Ann Hopkins

Copyright © 2015 Karen Ann Hopkins

All rights reserved.

ISBN: 1515286533

ISBN 13: 9781515286530

Library of Congress Control Number: 2015912606

Createspace Independent Publishing Platform

North Charleston, South Carolina

PRAISE FOR LAMB TO
THE SLAUGHTER & WHISPERS
FROM THE DEAD

“A well-crafted tale of murder begotten by the collision of two incompatible worlds.” Kirkus reviews.

“Lamb to the Slaughter
was an easy, enjoyable read that I completely enjoyed. I was over the moon excited to hear that there will be more books in this series. Serenity and Daniel will solve cases involving Amish communities throughout the Midwest!” Caffeinated Book Reviewer

“I would highly, highly recommend this one…From the mystery, the characters and the writing this is a fantastic book! I can’t wait for book two!” Lose Time Reading

“From the prologue to the last chapters, Lamb to the Slaughter had me instantly hooked. Ms. Hopkins is a master at pacing and setting up her stories in a way that has readers connected to both the characters and the story line.” Love-Life-Read

“This book had it all!! Murder, mystery, forbidden romance and left you needing to read the next book in the series ASAP!! Loved this book!” Curling Up With a Good Book

“Karen Ann Hopkins has delivered with Lamb to the Slaughter. I love the uniqueness she brings to the mystery genre, and I
will DEFINITELY be reading more from her in the future.” Unabridged Bookshelf

“The characters are complex and dimensional, whether they have a large or smaller part to play in this story, and it really added such a richness that I enjoyed.” Bewitched Bookworms

“Lamb to the Slaughter is a must read for fans of mystery novels. Karen Ann Hopkins made me a fan with her YA Temptation series, and she’s made me an even bigger fan with this murder mystery.” Actin’ Up With Books

“An intriguing tale full of mystery and suspense....LAMB TO THE SLAUGHTER had me thinking and rethinking the entire time.” I Read Indie!

“I’m so glad that this is going to be a series; because it’s one of the greatest murder mysteries that I’ve read in a long time.” Little Miss Drama Queen

“Simply put Karen Ann Hopkins, takes her readers to a new level of Amish fiction and suspense.” Deitre Helvey Owens at Once Upon a Twilight

“Lamb to the Slaughter will keep you at the edge of your seat. Don’t miss this nail biting experience!” Her Book Thoughts

“Lamb to the Slaughter is a stunningly suspenseful read that will have you flipping pages long after bedtime. You won’t want to miss it!” Bittersweet Enchantment

“Whispers from the Dead is my favorite book so far this year!” Unabridged Bookshelf

“I give Whispers from the Dead a 5 out of 5! This installment explores how big city problems don’t necessarily stay in the big city…it makes for a steamy and seductive read.” Bewitched Bookworms

“Loved this book! This book gives you everything…kids buying illegal narcotics, revenge burnings, overdoses, secrets, lies, kidnapping and several shootings, and all in one northern touristy Amish community.” Curling Up With a Good Book

“Whispers from the Dead is a success!” Her Book Thoughts

BOOKS BY KAREN ANN HOPKINS

Serenity’s Plain Secrets

in reading order

LAMB TO THE SLAUGHTER

WHISPERS FROM THE DEAD

SECRETS IN THE GRAVE

Wings of War

in reading order

EMBERS

GAIA

The Temptation Novels

in reading order

TEMPTATION

BELONGING

FOREVER

RACHEL’S DEPCEPTION

SUMMER’S SONG (2016)

For Anthony.

Your generous spirit never ceases to amaze me. Thank you for everything.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS

As always, I’m thankful to Jenny Zemanek of Seedlings Design Studio for another wonderful cover, Amanda Shofner for her excellent editorial skills, and Heather Miller for her attention to detail. I’m proud to have all of you as part of my team!

Much love and thanks to my children: Luke, Cole, Lily, Owen, and Cora. I couldn’t ask for better children…or friends. And I’m always grateful for my mom’s insight and wisdom. I wouldn’t have written nine books without your guidance. I love you.

Opal, your enthusiasm for my books and your personal connection to the Amish have made you the best critique partner. Much appreciation for your support and friendship. You’re one in a million.

A special shout out for the readers and bloggers who have promoted my books. Deitre from A Leisure Moment, Joli from Actin’ Up With Books, Beckie from Bittersweet Enchantment, and Beth from Curling Up With a Good Book are a few of the special people who have helped make my books successful through their blogs and word-of-mouth advertising. Your recommendations have been instrumental in spreading the word. Thank you!

And finally, my deepest, heartfelt gratitude to my husband, Jay, the best man in the world. Without you, I never would have made it this far.

“Success is sweeter and sweeter if long delayed and gotten through many struggles and defeats.”

~Amos Bronson Alcott

CONTENTS

PROLOGUE

CHAPTER 1: SERENITY

CHAPTER 2: DANIEL

CHAPTER 3: SERENITY

CHAPTER 4: SERENITY

CHAPTER 5: DANIEL

CHAPTER 6: SERENITY

CHAPTER 7: SERENITY

CHAPTER 8: DANIEL

CHAPTER 9: SERENITY

CHAPTER 10: DANIEL

CHAPTER 11: SERENITY

CHAPTER 12: SERENITY

CHAPTER 13: DANIEL

CHAPTER 14: SERENITY

CHAPTER 14: DANIEL

CHAPTER 15: SERENITY

CHAPTER 16: SERENITY

CHAPTER 17: SERENITY

CHAPTER 18: DANIEL

CHAPTER 19: SERENITY

CHAPTER 20: SERENITY

CHAPTER 21: SERENITY

CHAPTER 22: SERENITY

CHAPTER 23: SERENITY

CHAPTER 24: SERENITY

CHAPTER 25: SERENITY

CHAPTER 26: DANIEL

CHAPTER 27: SERENITY

CHAPTER 28: SERENITY

PROLOGUE

July 10, 2005

Black Willow Amish Settlement, Ohio

T
he contraction rolled through Robyn’s lower back, hips and thighs with stabbing pain. She took a deep breath and concentrated on pushing harder. This was the fifth baby she’d brought into the world. She was relieved the labor was progressing quicker than the other four had. Each subsequent birth was hastier than the last, but the suffering was much the same. Oh, how she despised this part. It felt as if the baby was wrestling, trying to crawl its way further inside, and no amount of pushing would dislodge its stubbornness. It didn’t want to leave the warmth and security of its mother’s womb. She could hardly blame the infant, but with the passing of each stinging contraction, she was losing patience. As the last pain subsided to an uncomfortable throbbing, she said a silent prayer that it would be over soon.

“Come now, Robyn. You’re no stranger to this business. You’re practically an expert.” Ada Mae pressed the cool, damp cloth against Robyn’s forehead. “It’s nearly noon. You must push harder, dear.”

Robyn scowled at her sister-in-law. The younger woman knew her herbal remedies, but she resented her demanding tone. Ada Mae had never been pregnant. She hadn’t experienced the agonizing pain a woman endured bringing her child into the world. Robyn bit her lip, keeping quiet. Ada Mae had been recently widowed. Her husband had met an
unfortunate end when a young Belgian horse he was shoeing kicked him in the face.

As the pinching pain of another contraction built, Robyn pitied her sister-in-law. Not only had the poor woman lost her husband, but she also had no children of her own to comfort her in the days to come. And she never would have any. Ada Mae’s womb was barren.

“I want to wait for Jonas. He delivered his other children. This one should be no different,” Robyn said through clenched teeth.

Ada Mae sighed, shaking her head. “There’s no telling when Jonas will be back from the Troyer’s farm. Little Sarah Troyer was awfully sick. I’d imagine he’ll be there for a while.”

Robyn remained silent, suffering through the cramping without pushing. When the pains diminished, she fell back onto the pillows with a groan. “I don’t think I can do it without him. This young’un’s being difficult,” Robyn said weakly.

“We are going on two hours since Robyn began pushing, perhaps it’s time to call the driver to take her to the hospital,” Mrs. Gingerich suggested into Ada Mae’s ear.

Ada Mae shrugged the gray-haired woman off. “This is Robyn’s fifth child. There’s no need for the cost of a hospital. My brother would have a fit we failed to do our duty here,” Ada Mae chastised. She swiveled to Robyn. “A little more effort on Robyn’s part and we’ll be hearing the squalling of a baby soon enough.”

Robyn rolled her eyes. “I could use some more of that tea. It might help with the pain.”

“All right. It certainly can’t hurt.” Ada Mae flicked her head in Mrs. Gingerich’s direction. “Pour her another cup.”

Even though Mrs. Gingerich was thirty years older than Ada Mae, she did as she was told without question. With hands gnarled from age, she poured the last of the contents of the tea pot into the mug. She waddled over to Robyn on chunky legs, handing it to her with a toothless smile of encouragement.

“Hopefully, this will ease your discomfort some,” Mrs. Gingerich offered.

Robyn took a large swallow of the minty, bitter tea. She grimaced at the taste and its lukewarm temperature. “You should add some sugar, Ada Mae. It really is awful.”

Ada Mae chuckled. “It isn’t supposed to be a treat. Its medicinal properties give it that foul taste. But I’ve added enough peppermint to mask it a little.”

Robyn reluctantly nodded in agreement, then tilted her head. “Shhh,” she shushed the others with a finger to her lips, listening. “A buggy approaches.”

Ada Mae rushed to the window, pushing the white gossamer curtains aside. “It’s Jonas. He made it in time.”

The next contraction that rocked Robyn didn’t bother her as much as the previous ones. After eighteen years of marriage, she still experienced the fluttering of butterflies whenever Jonas returned from a day away. This would probably be their last child. At forty-one, Robyn was feeling too worn out to go through another pregnancy, labor and suckling babe. Jonas had been surprised to learn about this pregnancy. Verna, their last child, was nearly seven years old, but he didn’t know that Robyn had been taking primrose oil in hopes of conceiving one last time. She was trying for that little boy they’d wanted since their first pregnancy so many years earlier.

Robyn already had the crushing feeling that this child was, in fact, another girl. Until the baby was born, she’d keep hoping and praying for that special boy. When Jonas had laid his hands on her belly months ago, he’d proclaimed that they were indeed having a girl. Until then, and delivering more than a hundred babies in this community and the surrounding ones, he’d never been wrong. Even with the odds stacked against her, she’d keep faith that maybe he had finally made a mistake. In case he had, she’d already picked out the boy’s name. Simon Levi Peachey. If it turned out to be a girl, Esta.

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