into the buggy seat. She handed the reins over to Henry, and they took off down Bishop Enosâs lane. Susanna caught sight of Ernest Helmuthâs face in the yard as theypassed. The man had his head down and was headed for the barn. His two little girls hadnât been with him tonight. Maybe Henry had been right. Perhaps the man did have hopes that she would allow him to drive her home after the hymn singing.
âI just saw Ernest,â Henry said. âHeâll be following us home, no doubt.â
âStop teasing,â Susanna said.
âHeâs like a coonhound with his nose to the scent,â Henry added with a laugh.
Susanna stared out into the darkness and didnât respond. She pressed her hands together and listened to the steady beat of Rangerâs hooves on the pavement. The turn onto Maple Ridge Road was a mile down, but she wished the ride would go for hours. Even with Henryâs teasing, there was a measure of peace inside the buggy that likely wouldnât last once they arrived at the house.
âI think you deserve better,â Henry finally offered. âYou should think about that.â
Susanna looked at him. âReally! So youâre coming to your senses?â
Henry didnât laugh. âI donât mean Ernest. Itâs that Joey fellow whoâs beneath you. And there are other options beside Ernest,â he added. âI saw Emory Yoder making eyes at you a few months ago.â
âStop it,â Susanna ordered.
âWould you accept a date if Emory asked to take you home?â Henry asked.
âIâm not responding to that,â Susanna told him.
âItâs just as well,â Henry went on. âI donât think Emory is interested anyway once it comes right down to it.â
âWould you stop talking about me?â Susanna got in edgewise.
Henry ignored her. âIn fact, Emory isnât the only one to lose interest. I seem to remember not long ago Mark Troyer was smiling your way quite a bit. But not lately.â
Susanna pressed her lips together. Was this true? Both Emory and Mark had considered her, but changed their minds? Henry would have this straight, but she had been too wrapped up in Joey to notice. So why didnât an Amish man other than Ernest Helmuth follow through on his interest in her? Not that she was interested in them, but stillâ¦what was wrong with her?
Susanna pushed the dark thought away as Henry pulled back on the reins. They bounced into the Millersâ driveway and came to a stop near the barn door. Susanna climbed down to wait while Daett drove his buggy in behind them with James, Noah, and Tobias in the backseat. Mamm stepped down and walked with Susanna toward the house while the men unhitched the buggies.
âCanât we just go to bed and forget about all this tonight?â Susanna begged at the front door. âItâs already late.â
âYou would be up till midnight if you were on a date,â Mamm said. âWe are going to talk tonight, Susanna. Daett has it all planned. Besides, itâs way past time to get this out in the open.â
Susanna wanted to protest further, but resistance was futile. She took her seat on the couch and waited. The minutes seemed to drag into hours before the voices of her brothers and Daett came from the washroom. The kitchen door slammed next. Henry paused for a moment at the sight of her on the couch, but he hurried on when Daett made a quick motion with his hand toward the stairs. Noah wasnât so easily persuaded. He walked past Daett and came to a stop in front of Susanna. âWhat have you done wrong now?â he demanded.
Susanna tried to smile. âDonât worry about me, Noah. Just go to bed.â
âBut I want to know,â Noah protested. âWhy doesnât anyone tell me anything?â
Mamm hurried over and hustled Noah up the stairs and closedthe door behind him. Susanna sat up straight as
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