thought that ordinarily, he’d be up on the beams with the rest of the community, making sure the barn was finished for his neighbor?
“Barn raising is for grown-ups. I don’t know how you’d help,” he said.
“Jacob says he’s going to carry water. I could do that.” Timothy straightened as if to emphasize how tall he was.
“We could carry the food Cousin Jessie fixes. Leah said they could find something for us to do.” Becky didn’t look at Jessie when she said the words, but apparently she didn’t mind using her if it meant she’d be allowed to help.
Apparently Caleb hadn’t told them she was leaving tomorrow.
She touched their shoulders. “Why don’t you give Daadi a minute to think? You go and wash your hands, and I’ll cut the shoofly pie.”
When they’d stampeded toward the bathroom, she turned back to Caleb. “I guess the young ones don’t know I have to leave tomorrow. I’ll explain to them.”
“You don’t have to do that.”
She frowned slightly. “You mean you’d rather explain it yourself?”
“No.” His voice was gruff. “I mean I’ve been thinking about you leaving. Maybe I was a bit hasty. If you want to, you can stay. But just until I get back on my feet again. That’s all.”
It wasn’t the most gracious of offers, but she was too relieved to boggle at that. She felt as if an intolerable pressure had been lifted from her heart.
“Denke.” Jessie struggled not to let her emotions show in her voice. “I would like that, Caleb.”
Her time was still limited, but at least she had been given a chance. A quick prayer of thanks formed in her mind.
Please, dear Father. Show me what to do for these precious children.
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