The Widowâs Second Chance
Martha King has been a widow for only a few months, but already the community wants her to remarry. But after her childless marriage, she isnât in a rush to give her heart to another manâuntil Elijah Lapp. The handsomeâand youngerâEli hires on at Marthaâs farm to earn extra money to fund his dream of owning a carriage shop. But the more time Eli spends with Martha, the more he realizes his life should also include a wife. Can Eli convince the Amish beauty to overcome their age difference and accept a future with him?
Eli stepped out of his vehicle and tied up his horse.
She blushed. The two-wheeled carriage heâd driven resembled the type used for courting. He grinned when he saw her standing a few yards away.
âMartha! Guder mariye!â He looked glad to see her.
âGut morning, Eli. Working alone today?â
âJa. Isaac is helping Dat on the farm.â
âWhy arenât you helping your vadder?â
âHe says he doesnât need my help. Iâd rather be here. You pay me to work.â His smile held pure masculine appreciation.
Was Eli flirting with her?
âWhat are you planning to do today?â she asked as he continued to smile at her.
âFinish a few items on Datâs list.â He studied her for a long moment. His smile disappeared. âIâll get to work.â
As she pinned up some towels on the clothesline, she flashed a look in Eliâs direction. What is it about this man that makes me unable to ignore him? She recalled the two men in her life who had hurt her.
Not again. It wouldnât happen a third time. Not with anyone.
Chapter One
Happiness, Lancaster County,
Pennsylvania Spring
The winter had been fierce with heavy snowstorms and time spent huddled near the woodstoves in the gathering room and in the kitchen. Elijah Lapp was glad to see the bitter cold weather end. He stood on the edge of the family farm, lifted his face toward the sun and closed his eyes. He inhaled deeply and smiled. The warm breeze felt good against his skin, and he enjoyed the scents of spring blossoms and freshly tilled dirt, a clear reminder of natureâs rebirth.
The sound of distant male voices had him opening his eyes. Dat and his younger brothers headed in his direction. His father handled the reins to the four big chestnut Belgians that pulled the plow while Isaac walked alongside the horses, ready to help maneuver them as they reached the end of the field. Daniel and Joseph, the youngest, trailed behind. He heard laughter as Daniel jostled Joseph teasingly. Dat scolded the two boys, and they grinned at each other as they returned to work.
Eli chuckled and shook his head. He remembered when Jacob and he were learning farmwork. They had walked with Dat and listened as their father had explained how to get the most from the soil. He smiled as he recalled how excited heâd been when Dat had given him the leathers for the first time. To be allowed to operate the farm equipment had made him feel like a man.
He watched as Dat steered the plow to the end of a field before Isaac grabbed hold of the gear to lead the horses in the opposite direction. He should be working with them today, but Noah had asked for assistance with his furniture business, and Dat said Eli could go because he had enough help for the dayâs planned work.
His father acknowledged him with a nod when he saw him. Eli waved as Samuel Lapp slowed the horses to within a few yards of where he stood. The large draft horses halted on command, and Dat turned to him with a smile.
âDat, Iâll be leaving now. Are you sure you donât need me to stay?â
Samuel took off his straw hat and wiped his brow with his shirtsleeve. âJa, but Iâll need your help tomorrow.â
âI wouldnât go today, but Noah is eager to catch up with his work orders.â
His father settled his hat back onto his head. âYouâre becoming skilled as a cabinetmaker in your own right,â he said, sounding pleased.
Eli smiled. He enjoyed working with his hands, and he was thankful that his brother had given him the opportunity to craft a few wooden chairs and a number of tables. âThe only things Iâll be making for him today are deliveries.â