Leah’s Legacy (Amish Girls Series #8)
The eight books in the Amish Girls Series were co-authored with my teen daughters. This series is geared toward a YA/Teen readership, but the stories have been enjoyed by adults as well.
An interesting bit of information for those who have enjoyed my books: The main characters in book eight, Leah’s Legacy, are actually Elisabeth and Jacob Schrock’s parents in the Amish by Accident trilogy.
What readers are saying about Leah’s Legacy:
5.0 out of 5 stars Keep ‘Em Coming! I love these books. Spredemann is one of the best. Even though these books are written for young adults, us old people enjoy them as well. Brings back fond memories.
5.0 out of 5 stars Great book: This was a great book. Once you start reading it you can’t put it down. All of the series are a must read.
5.0 out of 5 stars great read: I have read the Amish girls series. Each of the eight books kept me so interested that I could not wait to read the next book. The conclusion with the eighth book Leah’s Legacy was such a good end to the series.
5.0 out of 5 stars Great read: Loved the Bible verses that fit the story.
(Note: Reviews from Amazon.com)
Here’s a teaser:
Chapter 1 – Settling In
This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it. Psalm 118:24
Andrew Lapp grasped a nail from his toolbelt and hammered it into the frame of the house. The scorching sun beat hard on his straw hat and he dabbed the perspiration on his forehead with a handkerchief. A drink of water was called for right about now. He glanced down from the ladder, debating whether he wanted to expend the effort to retrieve his insulated beverage container. Surrendering to his demanding thirst, he descended the aluminum rungs. After gulping down several ounces of refreshment, he poured the last of the water over his face and head.
Andrew turned at the sound of Bishop Hostettler’s voice and wondered what the bishop’s request would be today. Since he was the only man in his mid-twenties that didn’t have a wife and kinner to care for, he was often called upon to help out when somebody in their community needed assistance. He didn’t mind so much, but he often wondered how the others viewed him.
After his father, Reuben Lapp, had killed his mother, Andrew let his anger get the best of him. It seemed that since the day he unleashed his wrath on his father, the women his age had been wary of him. And who could blame them? The community probably thought he was just like his abusive alcoholic father, but nothing could be further from the truth. He swore the day his father was hauled off to jail that he would be nothing like him.
“Hello, Bishop.” Andrew extended his hand in greeting.
“How is work going these days?” Judah’s eyes swept over the large two-story home.
“Well. Gott has blessed me with a lot of work. It wonders me sometimes how I’ll ever get it all done.”
“I might have a solution for you.” Judah rubbed his gray beard. “A new family is moving into Katrina and Maryanna’s old home. Benjamin Schrock is seventeen and I believe he could use a job to help support the family. I know he’s been looking around for work, but I’m not sure if he’s had much construction experience. Would you be willing to hire him on?”
“I reckon I could give him a try.” Truth was, Andrew had been praying for someone knowledgeable in construction to hire. Perhaps Der Herr was answering his prayer, although he didn’t feel he had time to train someone.
“Wunderbaar. Would you mind stopping by their place after you’re finished for the day?” the bishop asked.
As Judah’s buggy drove away, Andrew wondered what the new family was like. Knowing the Thompson’s place only had a couple of bedrooms, he figured the family couldn’t be very large. He hadn’t been there since the Beilers moved out several years ago. It seemed that no matter who moved in, they’d quickly outgrow the place and purchase something larger. The house was probably in need of repair unless the previous owners had made improvements, which he doubted. No doubt he’d be called upon to complete the needed repairs if there were any. He sighed. All I need is another project to add to my already demanding work load. I’d better hire Benjamin quickly.
Leah Weaver pulled the bran muffins out of the oven and quickly set them on the counter to cool. She took the next two pans of banana walnut muffins, shoved them into the oven, and set the timer. She glanced back at the pile of dishes in the sink and her shoulders dropped. Please help me get these done before Mamm returns, she breathed the silent prayer.
Ding-ding. At the sound of the front bell ringing, Leah threw her hands up. I get it, this is a test, right?
Leah hurried to answer the front door, which no doubt contained impatient guests. Why did it seem that the days Mamm went to town always turned out to be the most hectic? While she enjoyed working at their family bed and breakfast, she did not relish being the sole person in charge of everything. Leah did not enjoy the extra stress. It was times like this she wondered what an Englisch life would be like.
Leah was about ready to yank that bell off the wall and scream at the waiting guests when she jerked the door open. To her surprise, a handsome young Amish man stood on the door step. She took a deep breath to calm her frazzled nerves. No doubt he’d caught her flustered face.
“Hiya. Do you have a couple of rooms available for about a week or so?” The young man twisted his straw hat in hands.
A feminine voice behind him chided, “Ach, Benjamin. Introduce yourself first.” A pretty blonde Amish woman in her mid-twenties stepped forward, smiled, and held out her hand to Leah. “I apologize for my bruder. My name is Faith Schrock and this is my brother Benjamin. We’ll be moving into the Thompsons’ old place after some repairs are completed, but we need a place to stay in the meantime. The bishop directed us here.”
“Jah, sure. I’m Leah Weaver. My mamm usually runs the place, but she’s out on errands right now. We have two rooms available upstairs for one hundred dollars a night each, but I’m sure Mamm will give you a discount since you’ll be staying here in Paradise. She should be back by supper time.”
“We’ll take ’em,” Benjamin spoke, swiping his chestnut bangs off his brow. His hairstyle reminded her more of an Englischer, than an Amishman. He was most likely still in rumspringa.
“Are you sure you wouldn’t like to see them first?” Leah heard the timer buzz in the kitchen. “Ach, I need to get that. Do you mind taking a seat in the schtupp?”
“No, of course not. Ben, why don’t you help Leah?” Faith suggested.
Benjamin cast his sister a disapproving look.
“Nee, I’ll be fine,” Leah insisted. The last thing she needed was a good-looking Amish guy watching her every move when she had a ton of work to get done. She’d be mortified if Benjamin stepped into the kitchen when she still had a mound of dirty dishes in the sink. Leah hasted to the kitchen and removed the banana walnut muffins, then turned off the oven. Fortunately, her baking was finished for the day and she could tackle the dishes as soon as she settled her new guests in.
“The rooms are this way, if you’re ready to see them now.” Leah led the way to the stairs with her boarders in tow. The sooner her guests were settled, the sooner she could get back to the kitchen. Nevertheless, a break was welcome.
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By the goodness and grace of GOD, Readers’ Favorite GOLD & SILVER Medal Book Award Winner J.E.B. Spredemann, Author of the beloved Amish by Accident and Amish Secrets series, was born and raised in California and now resides in beautiful southern Indiana Amish country. Amish by Accident (by J. Spredemann) was first released in November 2012, and the author held a steady spot in Amazon’s Top 100 Authors in Religion & Spirituality, topping out at #4. Find J.E.B. on Facebook or visit jebspredemann.com.