Returning to the fan-favorite world of the closeknit Amish community of Promise Lodge, the small-town Missouri setting of her beloved Amish inspirational romance novels, Charlotte Hubbard continues to delight readers with uplifting tales of faith, family, and the blessings and happiness of true love and caring partnership.
There are no secrets among Missouri’s Amish community of Promise Lodge, as they share their joys, burdens, and blessings. But two visitors with a hidden agenda bring some surprising revelations—and unexpected saving graces…
When Karen Mercer and Andi Swann come to Promise Lodge for a week’s stay, the Kuhn sisters quickly detect the guests are not Plain folk, despite their kapps and homemade dresses. Entranced by the idyllic Amish lifestyle they’ve read about in romance novels, the visitors have gone undercover to revisit the place that was once the church camp where they spent happy summers. They mean no harm—but when the truth is uncovered, their deception has an intriguing impact on the faithful, hard-working community . . .
Meanwhile, amid bustling preparations for a spring wedding, a shy horse trainer is encouraged to share his colorful world with a newcomer awaiting a miracle . . . while the widowed baker of luscious Promise Lodge Pies sees a long-time friendship in a romantic new light. And in the wake of a destructive storm, Karen and Andi’s insider knowledge of the grounds may offer the safe passage they all need to renew and rebuild—stronger than ever . . .
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As Beulah placed the last of the hot fruit pies on cooling racks, her mind was abuzz with conflicting emotions. She waited until her sister had slid five more pies into the oven, however, before she voiced her concerns.
“Are you gals ticking off the little discrepancies about our guests, the way I am?” she asked quietly. She glanced up the back stairway to be sure their visitors weren’t coming down. “If you ask me, something’s fishy—”
“Oh, those two are so fishy, we could whip up tuna salad to last us for weeks!” Ruby put in with a mirthless laugh.
Sylvia nodded as she carefully cut slits in the top crusts of two more pies. “Every settlement sounds a bit different, far as how they say some of their words,” she said, “but even as far away as I was sitting, I didn’t think they sounded Deutch.”
“Jah, my first clue was while Karen was on the phone a couple weeks ago, and she called herself a may-del instead of a my-del,” Ruby put in. “And she pronounced Annie’s last name, Stoltzfus, ending with fuss instead of foos. Not to mention the zippers I saw in the backs of their dresses as we went upstairs just now.”
“It was their kapps that first struck me,” Beulah said as she rolled out dough for three more pies. “I’m not Amish, but I’ve been under the impression that those heart-shaped, filmy kapps were mostly found in Pennsylvania, and these gals have told us they live in Cherrydale, Missouri.”
“Jah, we wear those heart-shaped kapps out East,” Sylvia put in. She looked up with the hint of a smile lighting her emaciated face. “Nothing like a little mystery to keep us on our toes, eh? That’s what I like about Promise Lodge. You never know what each new day will bring.”
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