made during their youthful attraction to the Englisch life will haunt them forever, unless they can stop the man who’s out to do Rosie harm. If you carry the guilt of past mistakes, I hope Rosie and Ezra’s story will lead you to forgiveness and peace.
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Debby
Who hath delivered us from the power of darkness, and hath translated us into the kingdom of his dear Son:
In whom we have redemption through his blood, even the forgiveness of sins.
—Colossians 1:13–14
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Contents
“Ach,” Rosie Glick moaned as the December wind whipped the kapp from her head and sent it tumbling through the air. She stopped pedaling her bike, then propped it on the kickstand and ran to where the starched headgear had landed, only inches away from the steep drop-off that edged the North Georgia mountain road. She retrieved the kapp and brushed the dust from the stiff fabric, then glanced at the churning water, raging at the bottom of the ravine some twenty feet below. Her stomach roiled at the sharp downward slope and the bevy of boulders positioned along the sides of the incline.
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