On Her Own
“Anxious for news of his father, she hurried out to him.
“How’s your daed?” she asked when he got down from the buggy.
“He broke a couple ribs, bruised his left elbow real good, and pulled a muscle in his lower back.” Paul slowly shook his head. “He’ll live, but he’ll probably be in traction for the next few days.”
Barbara breathed a sigh of relief. At least Moses Hilty’s wounds would heal, and they wouldn’t have to face another death in the community right now. “I’m sorry about your daed’s accident, but I’m glad it wasn’t any worse.”
“So am I.”
“I guess he’ll be laid up awhile, huh?”
Paul nodded soberly. “I’m sure Pop won’t be able to farm for several weeks.” He shifted his weight in an uneasy manner. “I. . .uh. . .was wondering if you’d be able to get by without my help at the harness shop. I promised Pop I’d help Monroe and Elam in the fields until he’s back on his feet.”
“Oh, of course, we’ll get by here.” Barbara hated to admit it, but she would miss Paul’s help—and seeing him every day.
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