Abram's Daughters 01 The Covenant

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judge, really. She would bide her time, wait and see how the Lord God heavenly Father worked His will and way in each of her sisters' lives.
    Pouring a cup of batter on the sizzling black skillet, she shook off the annoying blue feeling. She hummed a church song, doing what she could to lift everyone's spirits, as well as her own. It was high time to rejoice, for goodness' sake. The Lord's Day was ever so near.
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    /"Vfter the noon meal Leah helped Sadie wash and dry each line of the kerosene lamp chimneys in the house. The glass uibes had been rather cloudy last evening during Bible reading and evening prayers, and Leah and Mamma had both imliced the light was too soft and misty because of it. Dat Inn I n't complained at all, though he did have to adjust his reading glasses repeatedly, scooting close to the lamp in the kitchen, where they'd all gathered just before twilight, the luck door flung wide, along with all the windows, coaxing the lightest breeze into the warm house.
    "We really oughta clean these every day," Leah said, hnnding one to Sadie for drying. "No sense Dat struggling to Nee the Good Book, jah?"
    Sadie nodded halfheartedly.
    "Are you going out again tonight?" Leah whispered.
    Sadie's eyes gave a sharp warning. "Ach, not now. . ."
    Glancing over her shoulder, Leah saw that Mamma was i lust ing the furniture in the sunroom. "Cleanliness is next to iu)dliness," Mamma liked to say constantly. Hannah and Mary
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    Ruth had run outside to hose off the back porch and sidewalk.
    "You'll break Mamma's heart if you're sneaking out with English boys, ya know," she said softly.
    "How do you know what I'm doin'?"
    "I saw you come home last night saw what you were wearing, too." But before she could ask where on earth Sadie had gotten such a getup, Mamma returned, and that brought a quick end to their conversation.
    Leah washed the rest of the chimneys, turning her thoughts to the Preaching service tomorrow. Will Gid single me out again before the common meal? she wondered. He had been more than forthright with his intentions toward her before, though discreetly enough. Yet she knew he was counting the weeks till she was old enough to attend Sunday singings. And so was she, but for a far different reason. "I'll be first in line to ask you to ride home with me," he'd said to her out in the barnyard two Sundays ago, when it was her family's turn to have house church.
    Speechless at the time, she wished the Lord might give her something both wise and kind to say. To put him off gently. But not one word had come to mind and she just stood there, fidgeting while the smithy's only son grinned down at her.
    What she was really looking forward to was next Sunday the off-Sunday between church meetings when the People spent the day visiting relatives. Mamma was awful eager to go to Grasshopper Level and see the Mast cousins again. It had been several months.
    Leah remembered precisely where she was standing in the barn when Dat had given her the news of the visit. Looking
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    ill ivvn, in the haymow, she'd stopped short, holding her pitchli ill-, just so in front of her, half leaning on it while she willed In'i heart to slow its pace.
    She smiled, fondly recalling the first time she'd ever i alked with Jonas. The two of them had nearly missed out on upper, standing out in the milk house talking about birds,
    > specially the colorful varieties that lived on Aunt Lizzie's ,n|f ol the woods, near where the wild flowers grew. She had iold him her favorite was the bluebird. Jonas had wholeheartedly agreed, his blue eyes searching hers. And for a moment,
    he nearly forgot he was three years older. He was Sadie's age. Vet) unlike any other boy, he seemed to know and understand her heart who Leah truly was. Not a tomboy, but a real girl. In all truth, she hadn't experienced such a thing with anyi nit1 ever in her life. Not with Sadie, for sure. And not so much with Mamma,

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