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in the center of the table.
    “Please help yourself,” Lindsay said, gesturing toward the cookies. “They’re peanut butter. I made them earlier today.” She lowered herself in the seat across from him and Emma. “I would’ve made you some whoopie pies if I’d known you were coming.”
    “Ach.” Matthew looked disappointed as he took a cookie. “I should’ve told Daniel I was coming by. I’ve been craving whoopie pies.” He brightened as he bit into the cookie. “Maybe next time we get together we can have some whoopie pies.”
    “I’ll see if I have the ingredients. If so, I’ll make some tomorrow.” Once the percolator was finished, Lindsay hopped up and grabbed it from the stove. She poured coffee in each of the two mugs on the table and then placed the percolator back on the stove.
    “ Danki. How’s Rebecca?”
    Lindsay nodded. “She looks better today. Her color has come back some. How are you doing?”
    “Fine.” He glanced at Emma. “These kichlin are gut. You were right, Emma.”
    Emma poked Matthew’s arm. “Gut kichli,” she said.
    Lindsay laughed, enjoying the interaction between her cousin and Matthew. “What was the project you asked Daniel about?”
    “I’m working on an entertainment center that’s giving me trouble. Your onkel is very gut at building them.” He grabbed another cookie off the plate. “But I also came here for the desserts. I told you you’re a better baker than mei schweschder. ”
    “Oh?” Lindsay couldn’t hide her grin. “What would happen if I told your schweschder you despise her cooking?”
    “I didn’t say I despised it,” he said as he bit into his cookie. “I said you’re better at it.”
    “Is that so?” Lindsay shook her head and broke a cookie in half while enjoying the easy banter with Matthew. “You might regret that statement if I repeat it to your schweschder. You’ll find yourself very hungry.”
    “I could always come over here and grab a meal,” he said with a nonchalant shrug.
    Lindsay paused. Was he inviting himself to supper one night?
    “I’m only joking,” Matthew said. “How was your day?”
    “Gut,” Lindsay said. “I had fun with the kinner and also did some cleaning. It’s really gut to be heemet. ”
    “Will you be at the youth gathering Sunday night?”
    Lindsay wiped her mouth with a napkin. “I believe so. Ihaven’t discussed it with Onkel Daniel, but I’m fairly certain he’ll let me go.”
    “I hope so.” Matthew handed Emma a cookie, and she shook it over her head. “Look how she’s holding that above her head. I think she may want to join us for volleyball soon.”
    Lindsay shook her head. “You’re gegisch. ” She bit into the cookie. “How’s the furniture store?”
    “Busy. But busy is gut. Some Englishers are already ordering furniture for Christmas gifts. It’s difficult to believe the summer is almost over. We’ll be inundated with orders soon as fall approaches.”
    “I imagine you will stay busy.” While sipping her coffee, Lindsay thought of Jake Miller, the Mennonite grandson of one of the store owners, Elmer Yoder. Jake and Lindsay’s sister, Jessica, had been close friends until a disagreement earlier in the summer. “How’s Jake doing?”
    “He’s been really quiet,” Matthew said. “He keeps to himself.” He looked curious. “Are you wondering if he’s mentioned Jessica?”
    Lindsay nodded while biting into a cookie. “The last I heard from Jessica she hadn’t spoken to him. It’s a shame they aren’t talking.”
    Matthew shook his head. “He hasn’t mentioned her.”
    Lindsay felt a twinge of disappointment for her sister and then pushed the thought away. Jessica’s relationships were her own business. She remembered her conversation with Daniel at yesterday’s breakfast and took a deep breath. “Matthew, do you think it would be possible for me to talk to the bishop and ask to be baptized with Katie and Lizzie Anne?”
    Matthew’s eyes brightened.