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,” she said. “The best.” Looking down at him, she thought again how handsome he was, with his white coat and brown spots and ears. She’d always thought he looked as if he’d gotten mixed up in a bucket of white paint.
    â€œNot hardly,” her normally sweet-natured sister countered. “Your puppy ate my kapp .”
    Rebecca couldn’t help but point out the obvious. “Since it’s on your head, I don’t think you’re much worse for wear.”
    â€œThis is my second-best kapp . My best one, the one I just bought at Miller’s, is shredded to pieces. Your dog had a mighty fun time destroying it, too.”
    â€œI doubt he enjoyed it. He didn’t know what he was doing. He’s just a puppy. And remember, puppies chew.”
    â€œI am sorry to say this, Rebecca,” Darla commented, “but I think I must side with Amelia. I saw Oscar running around the house with its remains. The kapp ’s ties were hanging out of his mouth. He looked right proud of himself.”
    â€œHe lumbered,” Lukas corrected. “I don’t think that chubby dog is capable of running.”
    â€œHe’s not chubby. It’s how he is made.”
    â€œHe’s cute, for sure,” Evan said.
    â€œ Danke , Evan. You may come over for supper tomorrow night, too.”
    While Rebecca grinned at the boy, Darla tilted her head as if she was actually trying to weigh Lukas’s words. “ Lumbering is a good description, I think.”
    Amelia scowled. “Whatever he did, my kapp is ruined.”
    â€œHonestly, Amelia, it’s not the end of the world.”
    One perfectly arched eyebrow lifted. “It’s the end of that kapp .”
    â€œFine. I’ll buy you a new one.”
    â€œDanke.”
    Considering how easily her little sister accepted that, Rebecca suspected that had been her goal all along. “But, just for the record, I think you need to start putting your things out of his reach. Or maybe close your bedroom door.”
    â€œReally, Rebecca?” Amelia said, a look of irritation playing over her usually composed features.
    Lukas groaned. “Let’s not start this. I canna take another argument about nothing.”
    Amelia jutted out her chin. “Just because this doesn’t concern you, it don’t mean it’s nothing, bruder .”
    â€œDon’t twist my words, sister.”
    Darla placed a steadying hand on Lukas’s arm then turned to Evan with a bright smile. It was obviously pasted on, but Rebecca was impressed with her effort.
    â€œEvan, how was seeing your sister-in-law at school today?”
    And just like that, all thoughts about Oscar and shredded kapps ceased to be important. Bracing herself to hear the boy’s criticism, Rebecca set her fork down and waited. She knew she hadn’t done a good job filling in for Rachel.
    After looking at her warily, Evan averted his eyes. “Oh, I don’t know.”
    â€œWhat does that mean? I’m sure it was a nice change to have Rebecca there.”
    Evan moved a couple of beans around on his plate before replying. “Um, well, we all really like Miss Rachel. She’s a gut teacher.” Looking a bit apologetic, he added, “We’re real used to her ways, too.”
    Rebecca felt her face heat. There it was. A teenaged boy carefully sidestepping her inadequacies, right there for everyone to see. Not wanting to meet Evan’s eyes, she speared a couple of beans on her fork, too.
    After helping himself to another heaping spoonful of mashed potatoes, Lukas looked her way. “What did you do, Rebecca?”
    â€œNothing.”
    â€œReally?”
    â€œWell, I was only in charge for an hour.”
    â€œWas that all? It seemed a lot longer than that,” Evan said.
    Of course, it had felt that way, too. Rebecca caught Amelia’s eyes widening before she carefully hid her expression.
    Something about seeing that even