Landchester Amish Love: Sarah (Amish Romance) (Landchester Amish Love Series Book 1) Read Free

craft but I accept the parameters I must work within. Why do you ask?” Sarah was very suspicious of her schweschder .
    “No reason. It’s just you are really gut . The flower garlands look lovely too.” Ruth stopped her sewing to pick up one of the flower garlands Sarah had made. Her work was exquisite. It was such a pity there wasn’t a greater outlet for her work. She knew Sarah just had the one shop stocking her creations. Her handiwork needed to be admired by others. Ruth knew the Englischers were obsessed with the Amish way of life so anything Sarah made was bound to sell well.
    As their mother was out of earshot, Ruth asked Sarah outright about her plans, “Don’t you ever wish to sell more products and do more with your talent?”
    Sarah wasn’t sure whether to admit to it or not and took a chance.
    “ Jah, of course, I love each doll I create and wish I could do more for them.” She said no more as their mother had returned. But the supply for the store was ready now and Ruth helped Sarah to pack the dolls into the baskets. Sarah would make her delivery the following day. For now, she had to be satisfied with her only retail outlet.

Chapter 4
    Jacob was in a bad mood. It was so cold, he couldn’t feel his hands despite wearing gloves. His familye owned this furniture and craft store that showcased the Amish community’s talents. It wasn’t his ideal way to work but needs must and he had to help out his familye . But he hated the cold morning starts. He was struggling with the wood stove, it didn’t feel like working today. Today of all days, Jacob was exasperated.
    He ran around as a way to heat himself up, opening the shutters and doors. He really needed some kaffe . He went back to the wood-burner. Now, it was starting to light up and he could put the kettle on top. Jacob looked so out of place in the store. He was big and muscular and looked like a bull in a china shop. He would have been happier to be working in the fields or making the furniture, not trying to sell it but on the cold mornings, he was happy to be under cover. As he had the place to himself, he sang songs he really shouldn’t be singing but it was a great feeling to sing out loud and it made him forget about the cold.
    Jacob was quite a sight, singing and waving his arms around the place.
    “Come on, stove, I need my kaffe . Boil water, boil!” Jacob was still jumping about. He saw a couple walking towards the store. He loved telling tall tales to the Englischers . They really were gullible. He could never understand why they thought the Amish were somehow backward. This couple looked no different. They pushed open the door and shouted out to Jacob:
    “Young man, we need a gas station.” The mann was screeching at him as though he was deaf. The woman then pointed to their car and tried to motion something about gas but her mann interrupted her.
    “He won’t know what that means. These people don’t drive cars.” He then turned to Jacob and asking loudly if he knew what gas was. The woman had noticed a rocking horse and they were really annoying Jacob now and he walked to the woman and put on the best fake accent he could muster.
    “ Da childer make toy in shed . Need moola to feed families. Locked in barn until work done .” The woman nodded as he spoke and called her mann over and relayed the conversation about the poor Amish kinder being locked in a barn to make toys. He was feeling very proud of himself and couldn’t help but snigger at how stupid they were being. How dare they act like he doesn’t know Englisch ? If they weren’t sure, just ask. But to talk loud? If he didn’t speak Englisch how would he understand them?
    The woman didn’t like how loud Jacob was being. She felt uncomfortable. Yet had taken no notice of her husband’s behavior towards Jacob. She was admiring the craftsmanship of the items she could see and was whispering to her husband.
    Jacob’s character was broken when Sarah came in with a