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Bestselling authors Mindy Starns Clark and Leslie Gould provide an unexpected surprise in The Amish Seamstress, Book 4 in the Women of Lancaster County series, which tells the stories of young Amish women as they explore their roots, connect with family, and discover true love.Izzy Mueller is an exceptional listener and gifted caregiver. She's also a talented seamstress. As the young woman sits with her elderly patients, she quietly sews as they share their stories. She's content with her life until circumstances reconnect her with someone she once loved. Zed Bayer, a Mennonite, is not what her family is hoping for in a spouse, and his creative interest in filmmaking is definitely at odds with her Amish upbringing.As Izzy is swept up again in Zed and renews her friendship with his sister, Ella, she begins to ask questions about her own life-her creative longings and historical interests, her relationships and desire for romance, and most importantly, her faith. What is the path God has for her? Can she learn from the past of both her family's and Zed's-or must she forge a completely different future of her own?

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Publié par	Harvest House Publishers
Date de parution	01 août 2013
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9780736941716
Langue	English

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Books by Mindy Starns Clark and Leslie Gould
T HE W OMEN OF L ANCASTER C OUNTY S ERIES
The Amish Midwife
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The Amish Nanny
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The Amish Bride
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The Amish Seamstress
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Other Fiction by Mindy Starns Clark
T HE M ILLION D OLLAR M YSTERIES
A Penny for Your Thoughts
Don t Take Any Wooden Nickels
A Dime a Dozen
A Quarter for a Kiss
The Buck Stops Here
A S MART C HICK M YSTERY
The Trouble with Tulip
Blind Dates Can Be Murder
Elementary, My Dear Watkins
S TANDALONE M YSTERIES
Whispers of the Bayou
Shadows of Lancaster County
Under the Cajun Moon
Secrets of Harmony Grove
Echoes of Titanic
HARVEST HOUSE PUBLISHERS
EUGENE, OREGON
Scripture verses are taken from the
Holy Bible, New International Version , NIV . Copyright 1973, 1978, 1984, 2011, by Biblica, Inc. Used by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved worldwide. www.zondervan.com
King James Version of the Bible
Cover by Garborg Design Works, Savage, Minnesota
Cover photos Chris Garborg
The authors are represented by MacGregor Literary, Inc. of Hillsboro, Oregon.
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the authors imaginations or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
THE AMISH SEAMSTRESS
Copyright 2013 by Mindy Starns Clark and Leslie Gould
Published by Harvest House Publishers
Eugene, Oregon 97402
www.harvesthousepublishers.com
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Clark, Mindy Starns.
The Amish seamstress / Mindy Starns Clark and Leslie Gould.
pages cm. - (The Women of Lancaster County Series ; Book 4)
ISBN 978-0-7369-2626-3 (pbk.)
ISBN 978-0-7369-4171-6 (eBook)
1. Amish-Fiction. 2. Women dressmakers-Fiction. 3. Lancaster County (Pa.)-Fiction.
I. Gould, Leslie, 1962- II. Title.
PS3603.L366A87 2013
813 .6-dc23
2013012257
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Mindy:
For my niece Gabriella Rose Clark,
who is a ray of sunshine in my life,
and
Leslie:
For my father, Bruce Egger,
a gentle man who still stands for those in need .
I lift up my eyes to the mountains-
where does my help come from?
My help comes from the L ORD ,
the Maker of heaven and earth.
P SALM 121:1-2
A CKNOWLEDGMENTS
Mindy thanks
My husband, John, who never ceases to amaze me with the depths of his love, care, and support. Truly, I couldn t do it without him.
Our daughters, Emily and Lauren, who are always there for me-and who were especially helpful on this one.
Jonathon Stutzman, for information about cameras and filming, especially in an academic setting; Kim Alexis and Ron Duguay, for help with hockey lingo.
Leslie thanks
My husband, Peter, and our children, Kaleb, Taylor, Hana, and Thao, for their support and ongoing practical help. Laurie Snyder for all of her encouragement through this process. And Mary Hake for always answering my questions about Anabaptists with such grace and love.
Jeff Kitson, executive director of the Nappanee, Indiana, Chamber of Commerce, for his assistance and direction; the many good people of Elkhart County that I encountered while researching this story; and the staff of the Menno-Hof Amish/Mennonite Information Center in Shipshewana, Indiana, for an outstanding experience.
Mindy and Leslie thank
Our agent, Chip MacGregor, for his vision for this series; our editor, Kim Moore, for her dedication to our stories; and the exceptional folks at Harvest House Publishers for giving such care and attention to every detail of the publishing process.
Also, thanks to Dave Siegrist for his expertise; the Mennonite Information Center in Lancaster, Pennsylvania, for their invaluable resources; Erik Wesner, author of amishamerica.com, for his insightful view of the Amish; and Richard A. Stevick for his book Growing up Amish: The Teenage Years . For more information about Native Americans in Lancaster County, we recommend A Clash of Cultures: Native Americans and Colonialism in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania , by Darvin L. Martin.
C ONTENTS
Books by Mindy Starns Clark and Leslie Gould
Other Fiction by Mindy Starns Clark
Acknowledgments
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Epilogue
Discussion Questions
About the Authors
The Amish Midwife
The Amish Nanny
The Amish Bride
Ready to Discover More?
About the Publisher
O NE
W as that Zed, already?
The generator powering my sewing machine was right outside the window, and it was so loud I couldn t hear much, but I felt sure I was picking up the sound of his voice coming from the kitchen.
Smiling, I finished the seam, cut the threads, and carefully folded up the half-finished dress I d been working on. Then I stood and slid open the window, leaned down, and turned the generator off. In the looming silence that followed, the noises of the household came through to my little side room much more clearly. Sure enough, it was Zed, and though I couldn t make out the words he was saying, his familiar tones were warm and sweet as always.
I pulled down the screen and hurriedly straightened my work area so we could be on our way. Though it was a hot August afternoon I grabbed my wrap, knowing the temperature might drop if we were still out in the woods when the sun began to go down. I did a quick check in the mirror on my way out of the room and saw that my hair was a mess. Brown strands hung loose and framed my face, as usual, thanks to the busy morning I d spent in a caregiving class at a local nursing home, followed by several hardworking hours here at the sewing machine at home. I made a halfhearted attempt to smooth everything back down before moving into the hallway. At least my kapp was still on straight.
Zed had told me to wear shoes I didn t mind getting disgustingly muddy, so I paused to slide my feet into the giant pair of work boots I had put there earlier. You would think with so many siblings-nine total, five of us still living at home-that I could have come up with a decent pair of boots, yet the only thing I d been able to find that wasn t currently in use were these pontoon boats that once belonged to my much-larger-footed older brother Melvin.
Feeling ridiculous, I clomped into the kitchen. Zed was leaning against the counter near the door, his frame lanky and long, and his blond bangs hanging nearly to his eyes. When he saw me, he stood up straight and gave me a broad smile. His smile was so big, in fact, that at first I thought he was reacting to the sight of me in these stupid boots. But then I realized it wasn t that. Something was up, something much more exciting than just a friendly late afternoon hike between friends.
I looked at him questioningly, expecting him to explain, but instead he just gave me a wink and returned his focus to my mother. She was at the counter, helping my youngest brother, six-year-old Thomas, drop spoonfuls of biscuit dough onto a cookie sheet. Clearly, whatever Zed was beaming about, he wanted to wait to tell me in private.
Despite my curiosity, I knew it would be rude to rush out, so I forced myself to relax and tune into their conversation. Mamm was in the middle of giving Zed some advice-no surprise there. He would be leaving for college at the end of the week, and every time she d seen him lately, she had taken it upon herself to relay some point of encouragement or word of warning. Not that she had ever been to college herself, of course. We were Amish, not Mennonite like him. But Peggy Mueller was a sharp, no-nonsense woman who had always seemed to have a clear picture of what the outside world offered, both the positive and the negative. At the moment she was going through a mental checklist, asking if he had remembered to pack this and that.
Oh, and of course, she added, don t forget to bring along a list of everyone s addresses and some stamps so you can stay in touch.
Yes ma am. I have the stamps already, and some stationery my mom gave me.
Gut .
No need for a list of addresses, though. Just about everybody is already in the contacts app on my cell phone.
My mother seemed neither embarrassed at her lack of knowledge about the current technology nor impressed that Zed was in possession of it. Imagine that. Turning back to Thomas, she tilted the bowl as he spooned out the last bit of dough. I watched them both for a moment, thinking what a lovely, homey scene they made.
Thomas was as cute as a button as always, his round cheeks dusted white with flour as he worked. Beside him, Mamm was the very picture of patient, maternal efficiency.
She was a little shorter than I and nearly as slim, despite having given birth to children. She looked younger than her age, especially co