The Lesson: A Novel (Stoney Ridge Seasons) (Volume 3)

The Lesson: A Novel (Stoney Ridge Seasons) (Volume 3)

Suzanne Woods Fisher

Language: English

Pages: 294

ISBN: 0800719891

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


The impulsive M. K. Lapp discovers more than she bargains for when she sets out to uncover the truth about a handsome newcomer to the Amish community of Stoney Ridge.

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in a book from the library. It had suggested that a rider cut down on any draft by making oneself as sleek and small as possible. She liked to go down this hill with her eyes closed. There weren’t many opportunities in the Plain life to let go and go all out. This hill, though, offered a taste of it. Danger and risk. Suddenly, she heard someone yell “Watch out!” then a loud “ooouf” sound as her eyes flew open. Chris Yoder was heading home from a long day at Windmill Farm. He had ducked

eyes are upon the teacher, I hope you know.” “What are you jabbering about now?” He grabbed a dish towel and pretended to help her dry the dishes. “Seeing as how you were escorted home by a very important means of transportation the other night.” Carefully, he enunciated, “It involved a police car.” M.K. froze. The soapy dish she was washing was suspended in air. Jimmy whistled two notes. “Did the sheriff cuff you before he took you home?” She narrowed her eyes. “What do you know about

Cayenne’s nose. She should get up to the house before the downpour started. The barn door slid open and she turned to find Chris Yoder coming in, leading the draft horses, Rosemary and Lavender, by their bridles. He didn’t notice M.K. as he led the horses to their stalls and attended to their needs: filling buckets with water and mangers with hay. She saw him rub one of the mares’ forehead. The horse nudged closer to him, and though M.K. couldn’t hear what he said, his lips moved as though he

would he—” “Do it,” Fern ordered. Flustered, M.K. picked up the scooter that was leaning against the porch and zoomed down to the phone shanty. Chris followed on Samson. A few minutes later, as she approached the shanty, she heard the phone ringing. M.K. jumped off the scooter and lunged for the receiver. “Hello?” “M.K., is that you?” It was Rome! Rome’s deep, bass voice. “I was just going to call you, Rome. We’ve got a terrible dilemma and we need your help!” “Is your terrible dilemma named

participated in an informal program with a women’s prison. This woman fostered a prisoner’s child and took her to visit her mother once a month. I started to do a little digging and found a similar program with the Mennonite Caregivers Program. This program’s aim isn’t to recruit children for the Mennonite Church or to be adopted. “And whoso shall receive one such little child in my name receiveth me” (Matt. 18:5) is the only motivation for these thirty Mennonite families who live in Southeast

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