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working with them?”
“Very much so.”
“Then all you have to do is get more plants and sell more plants.”
“That sounds wunderbaar, but you’ve forgotten one important thing.”
Mary Ellen pursed her lips. “What’s that?”
“The farmers’ market isn’t open often enough, and even if it were, there’s the problem of me being able to afford transportation to and from.”
“I’m getting to that.” Mary Ellen tapped her finger against the side of her head as the excitement of her plan continued to mount. “I was thinking if you had a greenhouse near the front of your property, you could sell your plants and flowers from there. News travels fast around here, so I’m sure folks—especially the tourists who come to our area—would soon find out about your business. In no time at all, you would probably have a stream of customers coming the whole year long.”
Rebekah’s forehead wrinkled in obvious confusion. “That sounds like an interesting business venture, but there’s one big problem.”
“What problem is that?”
“We have no greenhouse on our property.”
“So you have one built,” Mary Ellen said, reaching into her lunch basket to retrieve a sandwich.
“It–it’s not that simple. Building a greenhouse would take time and money.”
“Not if your family and friends did all the work. I’m sure my daed would be glad to help out, and so would your other uncles and cousins. Maybe some of the neighboring Amish men would come, too.” Mary Ellen grasped Rebekah’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “You really must ask your folks about this.”
“Well, I don’t know—”
“I’m sure your family wants you to be happy and self-reliant. Won’t you at least give my idea some thought and talk it over with them?”
Rebekah finally nodded. “I’ll think about it and, of course, pray for some answers. If God wants me to do something like this, then He will have to show me how.”
Mary Ellen smiled, pleased that her cousin liked the idea and even more pleased to see Rebekah so excited about something.
CHAPTER 6
The entire Stoltzfus family had been invited to a picnic at the Hiltys’ place, and Rebekah looked forward to going. Family picnics were always fun, and it was a good time for the busy farmers and craftsmen to get caught up with one another’s active lives. Since preaching services in their Amish community were biweekly and this was an off Sunday, it was a nice way to spend the afternoon.
Mom had insisted that Rebekah wear her leg braces for at least part of the day, reminding her that she needed to get out of that wheelchair once in a while and exercise the lower half of her body. As much as Rebekah disliked the cumbersome braces and the effort it took to walk, she didn’t want to make a fuss about it, so with the aid of her crutches, she gritted her teeth and hobbled up the dirt path leading to the Hiltys’ front porch.
Mary Ellen had been sitting on the porch swing, but when Rebekah approached, she jumped up and rushed toward her. “Oh, it’s so good to see you walking today.”
Rebekah frowned and shook her head. “This isn’t really walking. I feel like one of those little metal robots I’ve seen in the toy section at the Wal-Mart store.”
“Here, let me help you up the steps,” Mary Ellen offered, ignoring Rebekah’s negative comment. “We can sit on the swing and visit awhile.”
Rebekah allowed her cousin to help her up the stairs, then over to the swing. “What’s new in your life?” she asked, once she was seated.
“Not so much,” Mary Ellen said with a shrug, but her hazel-colored eyes sparkled as though she could hardly contain herself.
“Are you sure about that? You look pretty happy about something.”
Mary Ellen stood for a few seconds, rocking back and forth on her heels. Then her lips turned into a wide smile. “If you must know, Johnny has finally asked if he can court me.”
Rebekah had mixed feelings about that bit of
“Very much so.”
“Then all you have to do is get more plants and sell more plants.”
“That sounds wunderbaar, but you’ve forgotten one important thing.”
Mary Ellen pursed her lips. “What’s that?”
“The farmers’ market isn’t open often enough, and even if it were, there’s the problem of me being able to afford transportation to and from.”
“I’m getting to that.” Mary Ellen tapped her finger against the side of her head as the excitement of her plan continued to mount. “I was thinking if you had a greenhouse near the front of your property, you could sell your plants and flowers from there. News travels fast around here, so I’m sure folks—especially the tourists who come to our area—would soon find out about your business. In no time at all, you would probably have a stream of customers coming the whole year long.”
Rebekah’s forehead wrinkled in obvious confusion. “That sounds like an interesting business venture, but there’s one big problem.”
“What problem is that?”
“We have no greenhouse on our property.”
“So you have one built,” Mary Ellen said, reaching into her lunch basket to retrieve a sandwich.
“It–it’s not that simple. Building a greenhouse would take time and money.”
“Not if your family and friends did all the work. I’m sure my daed would be glad to help out, and so would your other uncles and cousins. Maybe some of the neighboring Amish men would come, too.” Mary Ellen grasped Rebekah’s hand and gave it a gentle squeeze. “You really must ask your folks about this.”
“Well, I don’t know—”
“I’m sure your family wants you to be happy and self-reliant. Won’t you at least give my idea some thought and talk it over with them?”
Rebekah finally nodded. “I’ll think about it and, of course, pray for some answers. If God wants me to do something like this, then He will have to show me how.”
Mary Ellen smiled, pleased that her cousin liked the idea and even more pleased to see Rebekah so excited about something.
CHAPTER 6
The entire Stoltzfus family had been invited to a picnic at the Hiltys’ place, and Rebekah looked forward to going. Family picnics were always fun, and it was a good time for the busy farmers and craftsmen to get caught up with one another’s active lives. Since preaching services in their Amish community were biweekly and this was an off Sunday, it was a nice way to spend the afternoon.
Mom had insisted that Rebekah wear her leg braces for at least part of the day, reminding her that she needed to get out of that wheelchair once in a while and exercise the lower half of her body. As much as Rebekah disliked the cumbersome braces and the effort it took to walk, she didn’t want to make a fuss about it, so with the aid of her crutches, she gritted her teeth and hobbled up the dirt path leading to the Hiltys’ front porch.
Mary Ellen had been sitting on the porch swing, but when Rebekah approached, she jumped up and rushed toward her. “Oh, it’s so good to see you walking today.”
Rebekah frowned and shook her head. “This isn’t really walking. I feel like one of those little metal robots I’ve seen in the toy section at the Wal-Mart store.”
“Here, let me help you up the steps,” Mary Ellen offered, ignoring Rebekah’s negative comment. “We can sit on the swing and visit awhile.”
Rebekah allowed her cousin to help her up the stairs, then over to the swing. “What’s new in your life?” she asked, once she was seated.
“Not so much,” Mary Ellen said with a shrug, but her hazel-colored eyes sparkled as though she could hardly contain herself.
“Are you sure about that? You look pretty happy about something.”
Mary Ellen stood for a few seconds, rocking back and forth on her heels. Then her lips turned into a wide smile. “If you must know, Johnny has finally asked if he can court me.”
Rebekah had mixed feelings about that bit of
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