Unexpected Holiday Blessings
Finding twin five-year-old boys on his doorstep isnât the first surprise Reverend Benjamin Lahaye has faced lately. Emery Wilkes, the new schoolteacher the town has hired, turns out to be a very pretty womanânot the man theyâd been expecting. And though the twins and Emmy are only boarding with Ben until Christmas, the arrangement feels all too natural.
Emmy has moved to Minnesota to put loss behind her. Marriage would mean forsaking her position and her purpose, and Ben is an honorable man who understands her refusal to wed. But as he gets closer to tracking down the little boysâ father, Emmy realizes just how much she wants their sweet temporary family to become permanent.
Emmy hadnât known Ben for long, but she sensed he was out of sorts the whole day.
It was almost as if Ben was jealous of Adamâbut that would be preposterous. Ben had never intimated that his feelings were more than platonic.
âIs something wrong, Emmy?â Ben took a step toward her, concern clouding his eyes.
âIâI was going to ask you the same question.â
For a moment, he didnât say anything, and when he looked up she saw the old Ben reappear. âNothing is wrong.â
âThen why the sullen mood today?â
âIâm sorry Iâve been so moody. Thereâs no excuse for it.â
âMaybe not, but is there a reason?â The question came of its own accord, as if her heart longed to hear that his feelings did run deeper while her mind begged her to walk awayânay, runâbefore he answered.
He studied her for a moment, as if he, too, wanted something he knew he shouldnât want, but then he shook his head and started toward the door. âGood night, Emmy.â
Benâs actions were so out of character she didnât know what to think or believe. But his feelings were not what concerned her the mostâher feelings scared her even more.
Dear Reader,
When I research the history of my hometown, Iâm always amazed at the little nuggets of information I find. One of those nuggets is about Miss Ellen Nichols. She arrived in Little Falls in 1855 and served as the first schoolteacher in town. She and her husband, C.S.K. Smith, also have the distinction of celebrating the first wedding in Little Falls soon after her arrival. In a town known for its large male population, itâs no wonder the schoolteacher married quickly. This historical information was the idea that sparked and grew into the third story in my Little Falls Legacy miniseries.
This story is especially dear to my heart because I modeled the twins, Zeb and Levi, after my own twin boys, Judah and Asher, who were six at the time I wrote The Gift of Twins. I tried to imagine how Judah and Asher would react if put in the same situation as Zeb and Levi. Some of the scenes were hard to write when life wasnât fair to the Trask boys, but other scenes were a lot of fun. I especially enjoyed watching Ben and Emmy fall in love with them.
I hope youâve enjoyed this story as much as I have.
In His name,
Gabrielle Meyer
GABRIELLE MEYER lives in central Minnesota on the banks of the Mississippi River with her husband and four young children. As an employee of the Minnesota Historical Society, she fell in love with the rich history of her state and enjoys writing fictional stories inspired by real people and events. Gabrielle can be found at www.gabriellemeyer.com, where she writes about her passion for history, Minnesota and her faith.
Therefore shall a man leave his father
and his mother, and shall cleave unto his wife, and they shall be one flesh.
âGenesis 2:24
To Beka Swisher, Sarah Olson, Lindsay LeClair and Jessica Janski. Thank you for being some of
the first people to read my stories and believe in my dream. Your friendship is a gift from God.
Chapter One
Little Falls, Minnesota
October 15, 1858
Reverend Benjamin Lahaye was usually a man of patience, but tonight he felt like a caged bear, pacing up and down the room. He stopped in front of the fireplace and placed another log on the blazing flames to give himself something to do. When he stood, he glanced out the window at the raging blizzard and started to pace again.
The new schoolmaster, Mr. Emery Wilkes, should have arrived on the stagecoach hours ago, but the temperature had dropped steadily all day and an unseasonable snowstorm came out of nowhere. Maybe the stagecoach driver had stopped to find shelter. At least, thatâs what Ben hoped. Heâd hate to think the schoolmaster was stuck in a snowdrift, freezing to death.
A knock sounded at the front door, bringing Benâs worries to rest.