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Оглавление“I came for a drink of water.”
“Come on in.” Dori pulled a glass out of the cupboard, filled it at the sink and handed it to Eli.
“Danki.”
She gifted him with a smile. “Bitte. How’s it going out there?”
He smiled back. “Fine.” He gulped half the glass then slowed down to sips. No sense rushing.
After a minute, she folded her arms. “Go ahead. Ask your question.”
“What?”
“You obviously want to ask me something. What is it? Why do I color my hair all different colors? Why do I dress like this? Why did I leave? What is it?”
She posed all gut questions, but not the one he needed an answer to. A question that was no business of his to ask.
“Go ahead. Ask. I don’t mind.” Very un-Amish, but she’d offered. Insisted.
He cleared his throat. “Are you going to stay?”
She stared for a moment and then looked away. Obviously, not the question she’d expected, nor one she wanted to answer.
