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something caught on her foot and she tripped over letting out a squeal on her way down.
“Hush, Emma.” Maureen turned the flashlight toward Emma’s face and it was then that the light lit up something large on the floor next to her.
Emma gasped and jumped to her feet and ran to stand behind Maureen who trembled as she held the flashlight with both hands. “I think it’s a person.”
“Is it, is it a person?” Emma asked.
Maureen took a step closer and touched the lump on the floor with her foot. There was no reaction. She reached an outstretched hand so the flashlight would be closer. The light shined on a face. Maureen gasped. “ Jah , it’s a person, but I think they’re dead.”
Chapter 7.
And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three;
but the greatest of these is charity.
1 Corinthians 13:13
“Quick, Maureen, we have to check to see if he’s still alive.”
Maureen was speechless and stood still, like a statue.
Emma snatched the flashlight from Maureen’s hands and shone the light on the face of the body once more, only to see that it was Henry Pluver. “It’s Pluver.” Through her plastic gloves she could tell that his neck had no pulse, she checked his wrist as well, although the neck would be the better source of information, she was sure. “He’s dead, for sure. And it’s Henry Pluver.”
Maureen gasped. “What will we do?”
“Get out of here, of course. Then we’ll call the police.”
Emma pushed the contract for her property down the front of her dress, grabbed Maureen’s arm and hurried her outside the building. “Now, remember, Maureen, we have to walk up the street as if we’re having a nice walk, and nothing more.”
Maureen’s eyes were wide, like saucers.
“Well, maybe just pull your bonnet down over your face.” Emma pulled Maureen’s bonnet forward so it hid the majority of her face.
They got in a taxi and went straight to Elsa-May’s haus.
“We should call the cops and let them know,” was Elsa-May’s first response when she heard the news.
“Shall I go and phone them from the public phone down on the corner?” Emma offered.
Elsa-May shook her head. “ Nee , I’ll call them from my cell phone.”
“Your what?” Emma nearly choked. The Amish were not to have technology such as phones. Some had phones in their barns and some had a telephone in a shanty outside their haus , but no one had a cell phone, no one that she knew of, until now.
“Cell phone. I just use it for emergencies such as these.”
Did she just say emergencies such as these? How many dead bodies has she had to call the police about? Emma realized her mouth was open very wide as she looked at the elderly lady in disbelief. “How do you even know how to use a cell phone?”
Elsa-May tipped her head slightly to the side. “Easy; it came with instructions.”
“Elsa-May we’re not supposed to have the outside world coming into the home,” Emma said, trying to abide by the unwritten rules of the Ordnung.
“I’ll use it outside then.”
Emma was a little too flustered to argue. “Well, what will you say to them?”
“I’ll say there’s a body in an office in town.” Elsa-May pressed a button on her cell.
Ettie spoke up. “Why don’t we just wait until they discover it in the morning? Emma can call there just after nine. By then the place will be swarming with cops and she can gather information. Maybe get friendly with one of the cops.”
Elsa-May was silent for a time. “You know, Ettie, I think you’ve just had your first good idea.”
Emma looked at Ettie; she wasn’t sure if what Elsa-May said to her schweschder was a compliment, but by the look on Ettie’s face she certainly had taken it as one. “Wait, I have to go back there?” Emma thought the idea a bad one.
“Of course you do. The man’s been killed just after telling you he can’t lease your land anymore, you find a contract for the sale of your farm – of course you have to go back
“Hush, Emma.” Maureen turned the flashlight toward Emma’s face and it was then that the light lit up something large on the floor next to her.
Emma gasped and jumped to her feet and ran to stand behind Maureen who trembled as she held the flashlight with both hands. “I think it’s a person.”
“Is it, is it a person?” Emma asked.
Maureen took a step closer and touched the lump on the floor with her foot. There was no reaction. She reached an outstretched hand so the flashlight would be closer. The light shined on a face. Maureen gasped. “ Jah , it’s a person, but I think they’re dead.”
Chapter 7.
And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three;
but the greatest of these is charity.
1 Corinthians 13:13
“Quick, Maureen, we have to check to see if he’s still alive.”
Maureen was speechless and stood still, like a statue.
Emma snatched the flashlight from Maureen’s hands and shone the light on the face of the body once more, only to see that it was Henry Pluver. “It’s Pluver.” Through her plastic gloves she could tell that his neck had no pulse, she checked his wrist as well, although the neck would be the better source of information, she was sure. “He’s dead, for sure. And it’s Henry Pluver.”
Maureen gasped. “What will we do?”
“Get out of here, of course. Then we’ll call the police.”
Emma pushed the contract for her property down the front of her dress, grabbed Maureen’s arm and hurried her outside the building. “Now, remember, Maureen, we have to walk up the street as if we’re having a nice walk, and nothing more.”
Maureen’s eyes were wide, like saucers.
“Well, maybe just pull your bonnet down over your face.” Emma pulled Maureen’s bonnet forward so it hid the majority of her face.
They got in a taxi and went straight to Elsa-May’s haus.
“We should call the cops and let them know,” was Elsa-May’s first response when she heard the news.
“Shall I go and phone them from the public phone down on the corner?” Emma offered.
Elsa-May shook her head. “ Nee , I’ll call them from my cell phone.”
“Your what?” Emma nearly choked. The Amish were not to have technology such as phones. Some had phones in their barns and some had a telephone in a shanty outside their haus , but no one had a cell phone, no one that she knew of, until now.
“Cell phone. I just use it for emergencies such as these.”
Did she just say emergencies such as these? How many dead bodies has she had to call the police about? Emma realized her mouth was open very wide as she looked at the elderly lady in disbelief. “How do you even know how to use a cell phone?”
Elsa-May tipped her head slightly to the side. “Easy; it came with instructions.”
“Elsa-May we’re not supposed to have the outside world coming into the home,” Emma said, trying to abide by the unwritten rules of the Ordnung.
“I’ll use it outside then.”
Emma was a little too flustered to argue. “Well, what will you say to them?”
“I’ll say there’s a body in an office in town.” Elsa-May pressed a button on her cell.
Ettie spoke up. “Why don’t we just wait until they discover it in the morning? Emma can call there just after nine. By then the place will be swarming with cops and she can gather information. Maybe get friendly with one of the cops.”
Elsa-May was silent for a time. “You know, Ettie, I think you’ve just had your first good idea.”
Emma looked at Ettie; she wasn’t sure if what Elsa-May said to her schweschder was a compliment, but by the look on Ettie’s face she certainly had taken it as one. “Wait, I have to go back there?” Emma thought the idea a bad one.
“Of course you do. The man’s been killed just after telling you he can’t lease your land anymore, you find a contract for the sale of your farm – of course you have to go back
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