The Amish Bride of Ice Mountain
“He stopped short at the sight of his grandfather and Bear enjoying an apparent time of connection, with the big dog pressed hard against the side of the wheelchair.
“Ah, Jude, a fine animal you’ve got here. Smart too—fetched me my paper.”
Jude crossed the grass with reluctance, not wanting to see anyone at the moment. Bear growled faintly at his approach and Jude rolled his eyes. Yes, I was having an insane kiss with your mistress, you weird, knowing beast.
“She reminds me of your grandmother.”...
Jude dropped into a chair near the old man he loved, knowing his grandfather spoke of Mary. “Does she, Grandfather? Why is that?” Tell me something so that I can refute it in my crazed head . . .
“My Amelia was beautiful, of course, but there’s more to beauty than a pretty face. Your grandmother’s soul was beautiful and so, I think, is your wife’s.”
Jude passed a hand over his eyes in mute frustration. “Well, I can’t see her soul or anyone else’s, for that matter.”MoreLess
“Ah, Jude, a fine animal you’ve got here. Smart too—fetched me my paper.”
Jude crossed the grass with reluctance, not wanting to see anyone at the moment. Bear growled faintly at his approach and Jude rolled his eyes. Yes, I was having an insane kiss with your mistress, you weird, knowing beast.
“She reminds me of your grandmother.”...
Jude dropped into a chair near the old man he loved, knowing his grandfather spoke of Mary. “Does she, Grandfather? Why is that?” Tell me something so that I can refute it in my crazed head . . .
“My Amelia was beautiful, of course, but there’s more to beauty than a pretty face. Your grandmother’s soul was beautiful and so, I think, is your wife’s.”
Jude passed a hand over his eyes in mute frustration. “Well, I can’t see her soul or anyone else’s, for that matter.”MoreLess
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