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Bestselling author Jerry Eicher concludes the Little Valley Series with one more glimpse into young Ella's Amish world. She loves the widower Ivan Stutzman's children and enjoys caring for them. Although she is genuinely devoted to Preacher Stutzman and keenly aware of his desire to propose, her feelings for him stop short of romantic love. Yet Ella yearns for marriage and wonders if what she and Ivan have is enough.When the handsome Englisha stops by and asks about converting to the Amish faith, Ella is intrigued and warily agrees to meet with him. Soon Ella realizes she's torn between her devotion to Ivan and his children and her growing feelings for the Englisha. With dire consequences at stake, Ella must determine what the truth is, if her feelings are dependable, and how to stay faithful to the will of God.About This Series: The Little Valley Series follows Ella Yoder, a young independent Amish woman who has suffered the loss of her beloved fiance. Relying on her faith and the support of her community, she picks up the pieces of her shattered life and learns to live, love, and dream again.

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Publié par	Harvest House Publishers
Date de parution	01 septembre 2011
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9780736941648
Langue	English

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Readers of Amish fiction love Jerry Eicher s Hannah s Heart series

A Dream for Hannah
Having grown up in the Amish faith, author Jerry Eicher (over 100,000 copies in combined sales) treats his fast-growing readership to his firsthand knowledge in A Dream for Hannah.
Hannah Miller s Amish faith is solid. Her devotion to her family and Indiana community is unquestionable. Yet her young spirit longs for adventure and romance. When troubling circumstances give her good reason to spend the summer at her aunt s Montana horse ranch, Hannah soon discovers she has much to learn about life and love.
Her heart is awhirl with emotion as she dreams about her future. Sam, the boy Hannah has known all her life, is comfortable and predictable. Peter is the wild one, the boy who is on rumspringa . And Jake is unpredictable and mysterious.
Hoping for a dream come true, will Hannah discover how to experience her heart s desire while staying true to her faith?

A Hope for Hannah
Eicher continues the Hannah series with this intriguing glimpse into a young Amish couple s early marriage.
Hannah and her husband live near a small Amish community in a rough log cabin that is far from everything Hannah holds dear. Anxious about her new role as wife and soon-to-be mother, Hannah understands she must learn to control her anxious heart if her marriage is to survive.
When her husband loses his job and answers the call to ministry, they discover hardships will either drive them apart or draw them closer together. With winter pressing in and money scarce, Hannah is determined to find hope despite the fearful conditions.

A Baby for Hannah
In this final book in the Hannah s Heart series, Hannah is adjusting to married life. While her husband works long days as a furniture maker and newly appointed minister, she stays busy keeping their home in order. Both anticipate their baby s birth with joy.
When word of a Mennonite tent revival spreads and worry about losing church members mounts, Hannah s sister arrives and quickly catches the eye of a young bachelor whose brother left the church during the last revival. At the same time, a neighbor-an Englisha -announces his interest in one of the Amish widows, which draws Hannah s minister husband into the controversy.
This rich story of colliding cultures reveals Hannah and her husband s determination to stay faithful to God and the traditions of their church.
E LLA F INDS L OVE A GAIN
J ERRY S. E ICHER

HARVEST HOUSE PUBLISHERS
EUGENE, OREGON
Cover photos Chris Garborg
C over by Garborg Design Works, Savage, Minnesota
ELLA FINDS LOVE AGAIN
Copyright 2011 by Jerry S. Eicher
Published by Harvest House Publishers
Eugene, Oregon 97402
www.harvesthousepublishers.com
Library of Congress Cataloging-in-Publication Data
Eicher, Jerry S.
Ella finds love again / Jerry Eicher.
p. cm.-(Little Valley series ; bk. 3)
ISBN 978-0-7369-2806-9 (pbk.)
1. Amish women-Fiction. 2. Amish-Fiction. I. Title.
PS3605.I34E44 2011
813 .6-dc22
2010046522
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means-electronic, mechanical, digital, photocopy, recording, or any other-except for brief quotations in printed reviews, without the prior permission of the publisher.
Printed in the United States of America
11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 / BP-NI / 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1
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One
T he light snow swirled around Ella Yoder s buggy, the drifts along the ditch already high for this early in winter. Ella pulled the waterproof buggy blanket higher over her legs. Oh, to be home at Seager Hill, sitting near the warmth of the old woodstove, the whole family gathered at the supper table under the hiss of a gas lantern. There to experience the long evening with the dishes done and nothing to do but enjoy reading a good book.
I have to try! Ella said, the words echoing in the empty buggy. I have to make a real home for us. The girls deserve that much. Her thoughts wandered back to Aden and his untimely death. I have to forget him and our dreams and hopes. I must move on. Ella slapped the lines. And yet I have no feelings for Ivan Stutzman. How can I marry him?
Snowflakes drifted into the open storm front. They perched like white crystal gems on her black shawl-fragile, breakable breathless beauty sent from heaven. She shook her blanket and sent the snowflakes flying off her lap. The horse jerked his head with the movement on the lines, as if to tell her he was going as fast as he could in this weather. At least the wind was coming from behind. The return journey would be another matter, driving straight into the teeth of what was turning out to be a fierce winter storm.
How like her life. The time since Aden s death had flown like the wind at her back, pushing her along with its force and fury-and by men who proclaimed their love for her-Wayne Miller, the bishop, and Preacher Stutzman Ivan .
Now the time had come to leave behind the memories of the past, to turn her heart toward love. And that journey looked to be as fierce as this trip home after supper at Ivan s house. She could have said no to the invitation but the girls It was always about the girls, really. They needed a mother and a home. They needed her, and she could make the decision that would make her their mother. She would surely marry Ivan.
You can love him, and the feelings will come later, Ella s mamm had said, her voice firm. He s a gut man of God. He loves you. And Aden s gone forever. You can make a home for Ivan s girls. They need that from you, and you do love them.
From behind her she heard the sound of an Englisha vehicle approaching even though the engine was muffled by the snowdrifts on either side and the heavy cloud cover. The noise was approaching much too swiftly. She tensed. Headlights reflected off the snowbanks. Her horse turned its head sideways and his blinder slipped, leaving him blinded on that side. Ella tightened the reins to keep him away from the ditch.
The vehicle behind her sounded like it was accelerating, the motor much louder now. Ella checked her lights outside the buggy with a quick sideways glance. Were they working? The intensity of the headlights behind her drowned the feeble glow her buggy lights were putting out. Surely the driver could see her. The road behind her was a straight stretch-no curves to hide the buggy s profile.
Ella pulled right, her horse protesting with an arch of his neck, hesitating to follow her directions. She held him to the side of the road with the sheer force of her hands on the lines.
Slow boy, she hollered, hoping he could hear her above the roar of the motor. It s safe. Come on over-just a little more, Moonbeam. Give that driver plenty of room.
Surely it was a man in the Englisha vehicle behind her. There were women who drove as they pleased, even among the Amish. Yet it was hard to imagine that anyone but a man would drive so recklessly on slippery, snow-covered roads.
The headlights wavered and then moved away from the buggy. Ella drew in a deep breath and willed the pounding of her heart to slow down. Surely she had been spotted, and the driver was turning out in time.
She waited for the crunch of tires beside her and the swirl of snow as the vehicle passed her. Instead, it slowed as it drew alongside her, keeping pace with the horse s slow gait. She glanced out the small buggy window. The pickup truck window was rolled down, but no faces were visible in the darkness inside the cab. Was she about to be waylaid on this lonely stretch of road during this cold winter night? Ivan s place was still at least a mile ahead, and she would never be able to outrun a truck.
Are you by yourself? the question came.
The voice was female, and Ella opened the buggy door, pushing it aside. Not that it would have done much good, but if it had been a man s voice, she would have let out on the lines, whipping the horse with her cries and at least made a dash for Ivan s place.
I don t have far to go, she said, hoping her weak voice carried to the speaker.
There s a big storm comin , a male voice said from the other side of the truck. Straight off the lake, the radio said. It s supposed to dump the worst in a few hours. You d best get off the road. It s bound to be dangerous weather especially for you Amish folks.
Ach , thanks, Ella said. I m just goin another mile or so.
You re not driving back tonight? the man asked.
I had thought I would, but I imagine I can stay over if things look too bad.
We d best be getting inside ourselves, the woman said. The motor roared again. Quickly the red taillights bounced and faded in the falling snow before disappearing into the blinding whiteness.
So the approaching storm was a bad one. She d been suspecting as much the last fifteen minutes or so. Her initial hopes had gotten the best of her. She didn t want to stay with Susanna, Ivan s sister, but surely she could if she must. Certainly, she couldn t stay at the main house. Should she turn back now? Yet going back was farther than moving ahead, and Ivan would worry. He would think she had gotten stuck in some ditch and would set out to find her.
She slapped t