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Caleb laid his hand over hers.

“Let me speak first.” His voice was warm and laced with excitement. “We have never had an understanding, but I think you care for me. Is that true?”

“Jah.”

“More than just as a friend?”

A smile twitched at the corners of her mouth. “Jah.”

“Gut. Until we figure out how to get around being from different Orders, can we just have an understanding that we want to see each other?”

Her fitful night’s sleep last evening had filled her with fear of never seeing Caleb and his kinner again. Now as she looked out the buggy and across the street, that fear lunged at her throat. Her bishop was staring straight at her.

Caleb’s request met with her approval, for sure, but given their differences and the scowl on the bishop’s face, she was equally certain Bishop Yoder would not agree. But how far would he go to make her rethink her decision?