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Her Forgiving Amish Heart
Rebecca Kertz

Can she forgive and forget—and fall in love?A Women of Lancaster County StoryLeah Stoltzfus hasn’t forgiven Henry Yoder for betraying her family years earlier. But Henry is a changed man. And wants to prove it to Leah. Then a family secret is unearthed, shaking Leah to her core. Henry’s determined to support her in every way. If only she could leave the past behind and open her heart to him…

Can she forgive and forget—and fall in love?

A Women of Lancaster County Story

Leah Stoltzfus hasn’t forgiven Henry Yoder for betraying her family years earlier. But Henry is a changed man. And wants to prove it to Leah. Then a family secret is unearthed, shaking Leah to her core. Henry’s determined to support her in every way. If only she could leave the past behind and open her heart to him...

REBECCA KERTZ was first introduced to the Amish when her husband took a job with an Amish construction crew. She enjoyed watching the Amish foreman’s children at play and swapping recipes with his wife. Rebecca resides in Delaware with her husband and dog. She has a strong faith in God and feels blessed to have family nearby. Besides writing, she enjoys reading, doing crafts and visiting Lancaster County.

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Her Forgiving Amish Heart

Rebecca Kertz

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HER FORGIVING AMISH HEART

© 2018 Rebecca Kertz

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“I was trying to make you mad.”

Leah jerked. “What?”

Henry’s lips shifted into a gentle smile. “While you were angry, you forgot about the storm.”

Her anger left as quickly as it had come. “You knew I was terrified.”

“Ja.”

She blushed. “I didn’t want you to see.”

The good humor left his expression. “I understand.”

Leah stared at him and wondered if he did understand, but she didn’t want to discuss her fear anymore, and she prayed and hoped that he would keep her weakness to himself. “You won’t tell anyone?”

He appeared confused. “About—”

“That I’m a coward and deathly afraid of thunderstorms.”

His eyes widened. “You’re no coward, Leah. A coward wouldn’t have run out into the storm to see her horse to safety.”

Leah blinked, pleased by his words.

“I’ll not say a word about today, Leah.” Henry looked sad, and Leah struggled with the urge to do something to make his sadness go away. “No one will know that you spend any time here with me in the store. Your secret is safe.”

Dear Reader (#u85e5ee56-92fd-55b6-bf90-f9f1d609e6d3),

I hope you’ve enjoyed visiting the Amish village of Happiness in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania. I love writing about all of the wonderful people who live there. In Her Forgiving Amish Heart, Leah Stoltzfus meets up again with Henry Yoder, her cousin’s best friend. Henry got into a bit of trouble when he and Isaac were younger and on rumspringa, and he unintentionally hurt Isaac and others within his Amish community.

Leah never thought she’d marry. She’d never had a sweetheart or any man’s attention. She’d resigned herself to the fact that she’d only have her craft shop in her future...until Henry shows her the possibilities of what it could be like to have more...

If you enjoyed Her Forgiving Amish Heart, you may want to try A Secret Amish Love, Leah’s sister Nell’s story, and Her Amish Christmas Sweetheart, about Leah and Nell’s sister Meg, the middle daughter of Arlin and Missy Stoltzfus.

I hope you will continue to join me as I return time and again to Happiness where the Amish love, learn and raise children while being faithful to the Lord.

I wish you blessings, good health and much love.

Warmly,

Rebecca Kertz

Whoso findeth a wife findeth a good thing, and obtaineth favour of the Lord.

—Proverbs 18:22

For Judith E. French, my dearest friend and the sister of my heart. You touched my life in ways you’ll never know. Thank you for everything. Our friendship of nearly thirty-six years has meant a lot to me. May you rest in peace, dear Judy. I love you.

Contents

Cover (#uf2e7b4d6-f431-5ce1-9c07-00b9977fdfd1)

Back Cover Text (#ua046d6d7-71c1-520f-a08b-5c9e2924dcb3)

About the Author (#u11594ff3-3729-58e9-a798-4c7dfaecf767)

Booklist (#u11594ff3-3729-58e9-a798-4c7dfaecf767)

Title Page (#u56dde457-1d29-53e4-8192-7a8907987d20)

Copyright (#u29e68563-3000-5dad-8e87-955a522c069b)

Introduction (#u84ddbcef-9943-503e-aef6-83486c185764)

Dear Reader (#u329a1ea3-77b2-5727-a674-9da1f7da674a)

Bible Verse (#u6572b036-dcc9-55bc-a1b0-ed326e3419d4)

Dedication (#uaec7e556-de18-5b52-bdad-ba16873972ef)

Chapter One (#uca974f08-5698-5119-a897-3c58e0fa708b)

Chapter Two (#uba9c4da1-4dbb-5304-b626-9606f0d437f8)

Chapter Three (#uc43b49df-143a-5ab9-9ad7-5148e3b3efeb)

Chapter Four (#u74bb725e-af6d-508b-9130-0350ad11ea40)

Chapter Five (#litres_trial_promo)

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Chapter Seven (#litres_trial_promo)

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Chapter Nine (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Ten (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Eleven (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Twelve (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Thirteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fourteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Fifteen (#litres_trial_promo)

Chapter Sixteen (#litres_trial_promo)

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Chapter One (#u85e5ee56-92fd-55b6-bf90-f9f1d609e6d3)

Late spring, Lancaster County, Pennsylvania

She felt the first drops of rain as she steered her horse-drawn open wagon home after a visit to her friend Mary. Leah Stoltzfus sighed as she reached under the carriage seat for her umbrella. She probably should have headed home hours ago, but it had been so nice to spend time with Mary, who’d fallen in love and married Ethan Bontrager before moving into the house her husband owned in New Holland two years ago.

The light drizzle turned into a shower as Leah pushed open the umbrella while she continued to steer her horse. The patter of rain on fabric was soothing, and she smiled as she made a left turn. She was still miles away from home, but the downpour didn’t bother her. Until suddenly the wind picked up, so strong that it turned the umbrella inside out, ruining her rain covering beyond hope. She cried out when a gust tore off her prayer kapp. She tried to catch it, but it was a lost cause. When a sharp clap of thunder followed a bright flash of lightning, she knew she was in trouble. She needed to find a safe place to wait out the storm. She sent up a silent prayer that the Lord help her to find shelter soon. She had been terrified of thunderstorms since being caught in a severe one as a young child.

Yoder’s General Store loomed ahead as if the Lord had provided in Leah’s time of need. Relieved, she pulled into the parking lot and tied up her horse before she ran to the front entrance. Thunder rattled the building’s windows as she tugged to open the door, but it wouldn’t budge.

Locked! A flash of lightning made her flinch. The rain spilled down in buckets now, and the air temperature dropped quickly. Soaked, she hugged herself with her arms as she tried to keep calm. The wind gusted and blew the rain sideways while lightning continued to flash and was followed by horrific crashes of thunder.

Feeling desperate, Leah leaned her face against the window to peer inside and caught a tiny flicker of light from the back room. Thanks be to God! She hurried around to the rear entrance and hammered on the door with her fist. She waited for someone to come, her heart racing wildly as she tried not to shrink with fear every time there was lightning and thunder. She pounded again. Please, Lord. Please, Lord.

What was she going to do? Worried about her horse, she turned to leave.

The door flew open behind her. “Leah?” a male voice roared above the wind. “Is that you?”

She spun, then stared at the man who gazed at her from the open doorway. Henry Yoder. The last person she’d expected to see—and the last man she wanted anything to do with. He unsettled her. He’d once been her cousin Isaac’s best friend, until he’d betrayed him.

“I have to go.” She gasped. A boom of thunder made her duck for cover, her arms shielding her head.

“Leah.” His voice was soft and near. “Come in from the rain.” He captured her arm gently and pulled her into the store.

Leah was tempted to stay, her fear momentarily getting the better of her. Then she met Henry’s gaze and closed her eyes, debating. Storm versus Henry Yoder. She bucked up as she made the choice to rein in her fear. She sprang out the door.