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say something else, but he must have thought better of it.
    The silence that followed was broken only by Wayne’s fork scraping his plate.
    Aunt Fannie broke the quiet by leaping to her feet. “The pies! I almost forgot them!”
    “Can’t forget the pies!” Uncle William declared with a grin.
    Aunt Fannie waved the hot pies over the table so the delightful smell wafted through the air before she set them down. “There! Everyone fall to. I’m sure they’re delicious, if I do say so myself.”
    “Did Miriam bake them?” Wayne eyed the offered delicacies.
    Aunt Fannie smiled. “Well, she certainly could have. But I made these. Miriam’s too busy with school—and taking off for parts unknown with her man.”
    Miriam turned red again, but Wayne laughed.
    The two men both took large pieces and drove their forks into the flaky crust and abundant filling. Miriam cut a smaller portion out of a piece and gave the other half to Aunt Fannie. They leaned toward each other to whisper like coconspirators, “Gotta watch the weight.”
    The men seemed not to notice their giggles as Wayne asked William about the weather forecast for the next week.
    Uncle William pronounced with great certainty, “I expect business at the greenhouse to take off if the rains don’t hinder things. People are beginning to move about.”
    Miriam hadn’t noticed the weather because she was preoccupied with school and Wayne. Uncle William usually knew how to call things right when it came to his business though.
    Uncle William turned to Miriam. “Maybe you can help out a few hours after school? That is, if I can keep you away from young Wayne here and get some work out of you. We can’t have idle chitchat going on, you know.”
    Miriam didn’t hesitate. “For you the answer is always yes—even if I’m busy with school activities.”
    “Are you sure?” Aunt Fannie sounded concerned. “You mustn’t overdo yourself, Miriam.”
    “I’ll be more than glad to help,” Miriam assured them both.
    Uncle William grinned.
    Miriam stood and began to clear the table, but Aunt Fannie waved her off. “Go out and spend a few minutes with Wayne before he has to leave. I know he’s wanting to get home and rest, what with the slave labor that’s needed next week.”
    Wayne chuckled as he stood up. “I don’t know about the slave labor, but I should be going.”
    Wayne and Miriam stopped to put on coats before they stepped out the front door into the cool of the night.
    Wayne took Miriam’s hands in his. “It’s been a nice evening and a wonderful afternoon. Thanks.”
    “I’m the one who should say thanks.” Miriam stepped closer to look up into his face.
    They stayed that way for a long moment before Wayne’s hands found her shoulders and pulled her close.
    Miriam’s thoughts raced. She would get her kiss tonight after all! Her thoughts ceased as Wayne’s face came closer and she lost herself in the moment.

Chapter Five

    S hirley Yoder hung on to the bag of fast-food with one hand and the door grip with the other.
    Jonas Beachy glanced over at her with a grin as he crested the hill and then brought his fancy convertible to a stop with a squeal of tires.
    The young woman drew in a long breath and took in the view of Possum Valley. She could make out the well-ordered Amish farms by the lights from gas lanterns hanging in windows even though the bright twinkle of stars shone overhead. Behind them lay the small town of Berlin, Ohio.
    “I guess we could have eaten somewhere much nicer than Burger King.” Jonas chuckled. He opened his car door so the interior light turned on and then reached over to dig a Whopper and fries from the bag Shirley held.
    That they’d gone to Burger King was a surprise to Shirley. Jonas usually took her to nice, sit-down restaurants. Why was tonight different? What was he up to?
    “You’re awfully quiet,” Jonas teased. “Burger King not up to your standards?”
    Shirley took out a chicken sandwich. “No, I