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kind,” he said and then paused, searching for the right words, “that it would be best to stay away from.”
    Hannah said nothing.
    Her father continued, “Hannah, I want you to remember something. Good men aren’t made with just talk. It takes a lot of work to produce good character. This Peter may not have that yet.”
    Beside him Kathy tried to soften things a little. “We can’t be absolutely certain of that, though. After all, we really don’t know him either.”
    Hannah hung on to her mom’s words.
    “I think I’m pretty close to the truth,” Roy said, glancing in Hannah’s direction. “It would just be better if you have nothing to do with this boy. My guess is he won’t be coming around anyway since you’re still pretty young. But even if you were older…I would want you to stay away from him.”
    Hannah answered him with silence, averting her gaze to the wall. What else was there to say? She had no idea why things had to be so complicated.
    Roy nodded and seemed satisfied.
    “Just a warning,” he said and smiled. “Hope it helps.”
    “We’d best go now,” Kathy said.
    Hannah watched as her parents left. The pain in her head was nothing compared to the pain of her broken heart. So the whole world must be bad. That was the only conclusion one could draw. For something that felt as good as her new love for Peter to be so wrong required a readjustment of major proportions. In the midst of her agony, she wished Peter were here. The memories of his voice brought back a desire to hear his words again. I’m sure we’ll see more of each other somewhere. I’ll make sure of that.
    Gently she lay back on her pillow. “Peter,” she said softly. Speaking his name out loud, the sound seemed to fill the whole room.

Four
     
    Hannah spent the next several days mostly on the couch or in her bedroom as she continued to get better. Slowly she added some chores back into her routine. Then one day after breakfast, Hannah asked abruptly, “May I go riding, Mom? I miss being on Honey.”
    Kathy turned to look at her. “Are you sure you’re well enough? You could risk reinjuring yourself.”
    “I’m much better,” Hannah said. “I don’t get dizzy anymore.”
    Kathy considered the request and then nodded. “Well, the ride might do you good. Honey misses you, I’m sure.”
    With no more present duties, Hannah left for the barn immediately, called for Honey in the barnyard, and slid his bridle on when he came. As she mounted him, she drew in deep breaths and let her eyes sweep across the open fields. How good it felt to be out of the house again. Honey was a faithful little beast, not given to any unnecessary excitement. Astride him, she was ready to ride anywhere. Hannah reveled in the joy she felt as the wind brushed softly against her face, stirring loose wisps of hair not restricted by her kapp.
    “Come on, old boy,” she said softly to the horse. “Are you ready to go?"
    Just as she was ready to head for the open pasture, Hannah heard the sound of a horse’s hooves on the pavement on the main road. She paused and waited to see who this was. No doubt it was one of the women-folk coming to see her mother.
    When the single buggy appeared, Hannah was surprised to see that it was driven by a boy. She was even more surprised to see Sam’s red hair and distinct features come into view. What was Sam doing on the road at this time of the day?
    She had no idea until he turned into their driveway. Then she realized he must be there to see her. Briskly he brought the buggy up to the hitching post, jumped out, and tied the horse. He saw her on Honey and headed toward her.
    “Good morning,” he said when he was close enough for her to hear.
    “Good morning,” she said, making no move to get off of Honey.
    Sam rubbed his freckled face, a rueful expression on it. “I’m so sorry for what happened…with me running into you.”
    “It couldn’t be helped,” she said, wishing he would go away. Where is