Her Amish Holiday Suitor. Carrie Lighte

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      Lucy didn’t know whether she was amused or annoyed by Nick’s alarmed reaction. It was obvious he’d never consider dating her for real. Not that she wanted him to, but still, he didn’t have to act so repulsed.

      “Of course I realize this is a pretend courtship. But I’m not going to lie about going out with you and I’m not going to allow you to use my name to lie about it, either. If you tell your eldre—if you even imply to them—you’re spending an evening out with me, then you’ve got to actually spend some part of the evening out with me.”

      Nick gulped audibly. “You want to kumme with me while I work on the cabin?”

      Lucy couldn’t do that. The sawdust would cause her allergies to act up. “Neh. You can drop me off at the library and then pick me up when you’re finished. That way, if anyone asks where we went—which they shouldn’t, but that won’t necessarily stop them—I can truthfully say you took me for a ride and we stopped at the library.”

      Nick hesitantly conceded, adding, “I always knew you were a bookworm but I didn’t realize you like to read quite that much. I’ll be gone for a couple of hours each evening, you know.”

      Lucy was surprised Nick knew she liked to read—their paths hardly crossed since they had been scholars in the town’s two-room schoolhouse. She’d chatted with him a few times when her cousin Bridget still lived in Willow Creek and was walking out with him, but that was almost three years ago. For some reason it annoyed Lucy that Nick called her a bookworm, the same term her stepmother used to describe her.

      “It’s true I like to read. Reading allows me to learn about new ideas and places. But that’s not why I want you to drop me off at the library,” she said. “I have a special embroidery project I need to finish by December 21 and the library is a quiet place to do that.” Then, to make it clear she was as disinterested in being courted by him as he was in becoming her suitor, she said, “That’s the only reason I agreed to this arrangement. Otherwise, Betty and my sisters would pressure me into attending all the upcoming Grischtdaag social events and I’d never finish my project on time.”

      “Oh, so that’s why you were embroidering at the singing,” Nick replied. “I just thought you were too stuck—”

      Nick cut his sentence short but Lucy knew what he was going to say. He was going to call her stuck-up. She wasn’t unaware some young men thought that about her, but she’d never been told it outright. Why the meed in Willow Creek thought Nick Burkholder was such a catch, she’d never know, but Lucy wasn’t impressed by his manners.

      Changing topics, she asked, “How long will it take to make the repairs?”

      “I should be done in a week. Ten days, at most.”

      Lucy was actually hoping it would take longer than that, but she’d just have to make the most of her time away from the house. “And then what will we tell people?”

      “What do you mean?”

      “I’ll agree to pretend we’re walking out together until your repairs are finished, but not any longer than that. It would be nosy for someone to ask us why we’ve broken up, but in case they do, it’s a gut idea to have a credible answer ready. After all, two weeks is an awfully short time for a courtship, even for you,” she said, not mincing words.

      Nick puffed loudly, as if exasperated. “I suppose we’ll just say it didn’t work out.”

      “Ha,” Lucy uttered. “If you think that answer will satisfy my sisters’ curiosity, you don’t know how persistent they can be.”

      “Then what do you propose we say instead?”

      Lucy was quiet. How would she know what to say? She’d never been in a real courtship, СКАЧАТЬ