morning. He picked up the bottle of prednisone on his nightstand. The doctor had warned him that his new dose was fairly high and could cause him to be unusual y irritable. He set it down and decided he would watch out for any signs that the medication was causing him to be bad-tempered, even though he didn’t real y think his conduct should have been enough to make Emily cry. Maybe Sunday he’d learn more about her.
Four
EMILY HELPED BETSY INTO THE BACK SEAT OF THEIR covered buggy, then reluctantly crawled into the front seat with her mother, bumping her head on the metal enclosure as she got in.
She rubbed the spot, wishing she didn’t have to attend Sister’s Day.
“It wil be gut for you to be around Beth Ann and the other girls, Emily.” Mamm got comfortable in the seat, then flicked the reins until the buggy began to slowly pul forward. “I was going to ask Lil ian to join us for Sister’s Day, her and the girls, but I reckon she probably has too much to do.”
“Al Beth Ann does is talk about hers and Jacob’s wedding plans.” Emily sighed. “I’m sick of hearing about it.”
“Beth Ann is going to be your brother’s fraa , your sister-in-law. You should be sharing in their happiness. Their wedding is only a month away, and it wil be a joyous occasion.” Her mother sat up in the seat and smiled. “Even if it is a bit of a whirlwind courtship.”
Emily stil couldn’t believe that Jacob was marrying Beth Ann after only knowing her three months, but everyone loved Beth Ann, and Jacob was happy.
Mamm picked up the pace and guided the buggy down the cleared driveway. Emily had heard her brothers shoveling snow early that morning.
“I think Beth Ann is going to be a gut mamm .” Betsy leaned forward between Emily and their mother. “I hope they have kinner right away.” She leaned back again. “You know, in nine months after their wedding. That’s how long it takes for a baby to grow inside the mother’s womb.”
Emily snapped her head around. “Don’t you think we know that, Betsy?”
“You don’t have to yel at me!” Betsy opened her mouth and let out an ear-piercing scream, which she was known to do when she was mad. For someone as smart as Betsy , Emily thought, she can certainly be an immature brat .
“Betsy! What have I told you about that screaming?” Mamm turned her head to face Betsy. “I wil not have that, mei maedel . You cannot just scream like that when you are mad. Do you hear me?”
Betsy let out a heavy sigh. “Yes, ma’am.”
“I don’t know why the three of us just can’t have a nice day and everyone be in a gut mood and get along, as it should be.” Mamm shook her head, then sat up tal er in the seat and lifted her chin. “This wil be a gut day, and we wil al be happy, no?” She glanced back at Betsy before raising her brows in Emily’s direction.
“ Mamm , you can’t force happiness on everyone around you.” Emily pul ed her eyes away and folded her arms across her chest, squeezing tight in an effort to warm herself.
They rode silently for a while, and as ner, Emily gazed past the flat, snow-covered San Luis Val ey toward the Sangre de Cristo Mountains to her east.
She closed her eyes and envisioned herself climbing to the top of one of the peaks. At around eleven thousand feet, she imagined she’d be nearer to heaven and would feel closer to God. Mamm turned a cor
It was a sil y thought, but she longed to climb the mountains just the same.
“I’m glad we don’t live in that house where the witch used to live.” Emily turned around in time to see Betsy pointing to the homestead that David and his family now owned.
“Betsy!” Mamm groaned. “Do not refer to the Stoltzfuses’ home in that manner again, and especial y don’t use those words in front of the other women today.” Mamm put the reins in one hand, then rubbed her forehead with her other hand. “There is no such thing as witches.”
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