Hidden (Amish Romance Mystery) (Amish Secret Widows' Society Book 2) Read Free Page B

be together so I can cuddle you all night,” Wil said as he put his arms around Emma’s waist and pulled her to him.
    Emma loved to feel his arms around her; she breathed in his masculine scent then giggled and pulled away. “Go on with you,” she said with a laugh in her voice.
    Wil walked down the road to his haus.
    After Wil left, Emma felt a little better. It wasn’t every day that she discovered a dead body and she was still a little shaken. There was also the unknown element of whether Frank died of natural causes or whether he was killed. She would hate to think that someone might have deliberately killed poor, old Frank.
    Emma made sure that she locked and bolted the back door and the front door after what happened to old Frank. Emma re-boiled the kettle and made herself a chamomile tea hoping that it would help her sleep. She took the lamp up the stairs in one hand and her hot tea in the other ready for an early night. When she walked through her bedroom door, she saw Growler asleep in the middle of her bed. She hadn’t even thought to look inside the haus for him. Emma laughed. “Make yourself comfortable, Growler.”
    Emma pushed Growler over to one side and thought it funny that he totally ignored her. Emma slipped under the covers, propped herself up with pillows and sipped her hot tea. She did want to share her bed once more with someone, but had hoped it would be with a mann, not a cat.
    As she closed her eyes, Emma hoped that the widows would help her find out how Frank died.
     

Chapter 3.
    Now faith is the substance of things hoped for,
    the evidence of things not seen.
    Hebrews 11:1
     
    As they walked from the buggy to the haus, Emma noticed that one of the neighbors was peeking through their window at them. Emma knew it was Thomas Graber.
    Emma whispered to Wil, “Do you see Thomas Graber staring at us through the window?”
    “Wouldn’t be surprised. Frank and he never saw eye to eye on anything and recently they had quite an argument over a large fence that Thomas wanted to put up. Frank said that it would block the sunlight on his vegetables.”
    Emma looked at the messy front garden. “It’s odd that the garden in the front is neglected and he spent all his time in the vegetable garden out the back.”
    “He loved his vegetables.”
    Wil and Emma waited in the haus and before too long a red sports car zoomed to a halt in front of the haus.
    Andrew looked much like Frank except a younger version. He was tall and wide just like his daed had been. He had a younger woman with him and Emma wondered if she was Andrew’s dochder.
    “Nice to see you again, Wil,” Andrew’s voice boomed. He turned to Emma. “And who do we have here? I don’t remember you and I’m sure I’d remember such a pretty face.”
    Emma smiled and wondered if Andrew was a salesman of some kind; he certainly knew how to compliment and flatter people. “Hello, I’m Emma. We’ve never met; I wasn’t in the community when you were.”
    “Did you convert?” Andrew asked.
    “ Nee , I’ve always been Amish, but not from around these parts.” Emma smiled at the girl on Frank’s arm as she spoke.
    “Oh, forgive my manners. This is my girlfriend, Lacey.”
    Emma noticed that Lacey was quite a fancy woman. She had shiny red lips, long red nails and her dress was way above her knees. Emma glanced at Lacey’s four-inch heels and wondered how anyone could possibly walk in shoes that high.
    Emma nodded hello to Lacey.
    “Pleased to meet you, Lacey,” Wil said before he turned back to Andrew. “I would have hoped we would meet again under different circumstances. Let’s talk inside the haus .”
    Andrew stepped inside the haus and turned about in a circle. “What a mess; apart from the mess, nothing has changed. Wil, how much do you think the haus would be worth? I’m not sure what the value would be.”
    “I don’t know. Would you sell it or rent it?”
    “I think Clive and I would want to sell. I’ve only