Christmas At Rose Hill Farm (2014)
“It was strange—Billy knew Jonah’s walk, recognized the sound of his limp, without even seeing him. It all came rushing back to him. Bertha Riehl’s mentoring, grafting roses in the greenhouse, Bess working beside him. The smell of this farm—the unique scent of rose fields, faint but present to him, even in December. He thought he had forgotten everything—put it all behind him. How many memories were locked up in a person’s head? Just waiting for the right trigger to unleash them.
Slowly, he ...turned in a half circle to face Jonah Riehl, startled by the look of delight on his face.
“Billy Lapp.”
He swallowed. “Hello, Jonah.”
“How good to see you.” Jonah reached out his hands and grasped Billy’s hand, pumping it enthusiastically. “What brings you to Rose Hill Farm? Are you back in Stoney Ridge? Back to stay?”
“I’m from . . . I’m the . . .”MoreLess
Slowly, he ...turned in a half circle to face Jonah Riehl, startled by the look of delight on his face.
“Billy Lapp.”
He swallowed. “Hello, Jonah.”
“How good to see you.” Jonah reached out his hands and grasped Billy’s hand, pumping it enthusiastically. “What brings you to Rose Hill Farm? Are you back in Stoney Ridge? Back to stay?”
“I’m from . . . I’m the . . .”MoreLess
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