Her Amish Child. Lenora Worth
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Will a baby surprise bring them together?
In this Amish Seasons romance
Amish widow Raesha Bawell longs for a baby…but she never thought she’d find one on her doorstep! Loving little Dinah is easy, yet keeping her may be harder when Raesha’s handsome neighbor, Josiah Fisher, realizes the baby is his niece. All Raesha wants is a family—with Dinah, and maybe Josiah, too. But can their temporary arrangement turn into forever love?
With over seventy books published and millions in print, LENORA WORTH writes award-winning romance and romantic suspense. Three of her books were finalists in the ACFW Carol Awards, and her Love Inspired Suspense novel Body of Evidence became a New York Times bestseller. Her novella in Mistletoe Kisses made her a USA TODAY bestselling author. Lenora goes on adventures with her retired husband, Don, and enjoys reading, baking and shopping...especially shoe shopping.
Amish Seasons
Their Amish Reunion
Her Amish Child
Men of Millbrook Lake
Lakeside Hero
Lakeside Sweetheart
Her Lakeside Family
Texas Hearts
A Certain Hope
A Perfect Love
A Leap of Faith
Sunset Island
The Carpenter’s Wife
Heart of Stone
A Tender Touch
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Her Amish Child
Lenora Worth
ISBN: 978-1-474-09476-4
HER AMISH CHILD
© 2019 Lenora H. Nazworth
Published in Great Britain 2019
by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollinsPublishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF
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“You said the babe is not yours?”
Raesha Bawell’s pretty face paled to a porcelain white. “We found her on our porch night before last,” she said, her gray eyes stormy with emotion.
Josiah’s heart beat too fast. He took in a breath. “Found her?”
“Ja. Someone left her in a basket with a few supplies and a note.”
“Her bonnet,” he said. “Could I take a look at it?”
Raesha lifted the dainty little knit cap from the baby’s head and handed it over to Josiah. He clutched the soft, warm fabric, his eyes misting when he saw what he’d been looking for. “There,” he said. “My mamm stitched my sister’s initials in the tiny cap. DJF. Deidre Josephine Fisher. Josie loved that little hat. She took it with her when she left.”
Josie’s sudden departure from Kentucky had rattled Josiah to the core. Now he felt hopeful for the first time in the last year of searching for his sister. Josie could still be nearby.
He hated to hurt Raesha any further, but he had to believe what his eyes were telling him. “Ja, I do think this bobbeli could be my sister’s baby.”
What would you do if you found a baby on your porch? Widow Raesha Bawell didn’t want to let go of the baby she found and soon circumstances kept her from having to give up sweet Dinah.
God sent her a baby but he also sent her a man who could become her second husband. Raesha had to show grace and strength while she wrestled with being true to God’s will and holding on to her own heart. Josiah Fisher didn’t want to stay in Campton Creek but... Raesha made him stand up and take notice. Together, they have to decide what is best for the baby and for his fragile sister, Josie.
But that’s how life goes, no matter which community you live in. Things can change very quickly and either we turn to God for guidance and hope, or things turn to chaos. I hope you enjoyed this story. I have to admit, my emotions were all over the place by the time I finished it! But I did fall in love with these characters. They are now a part of Campton Creek. I hope you’ll keep reading about this fascinating community that has become a part of my heart!
Until next time, may the angels watch over you. Always!
Lenora
Whosoever shall receive one of such children in my name, receiveth me: and whosoever shall receive me, receiveth not me, but him that sent me.
—Mark 9:37
To one of my favorite readers, Patsy Thompson. Thank you, Miss Patsy, for your encouraging letters and for your continued prayers!
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