The Wedding Quilt Bride. Marta Perry

away to Daniel. She’d never intended it, but the man bursting in had taken her completely by surprise. Pretending Daniel hadn’t noticed was useless. He’d shielded her, stepping between her and the man and engaging him in conversation to give her time to recover.

      Keeping the truth about her marriage private was becoming increasingly difficult. And Daniel seemed to know her too well.

      Impulsively, she turned to Leah, working alongside her, with a question.

      “Do you think we can know everything about another person if we’ve been close enough?”

      Leah seemed to take the query seriously, as if they’d been talking about that very thing. “I guess it depends on exactly the kind of thing you’re talking about. I mean, I’d say I know how Sam will react in every situation, but sometimes he proves me wrong.”

      She smiled, halting the rhythmic movement of the mop. “I remember one time he had an offer from a different dairy to buy our milk at a much better price. We’d been a bit short after putting in the new milk tank, and I thought he’d jump at the offer.”

      “He didn’t?” Milk tanks and dairies didn’t seem the point, but since she’d asked the question, she’d best show an interest in the answer.

      “He turned them down flat. When I asked him why, he said he’d heard talk the man was trying to undercut the other dairy and had even spread rumors about the quality of their milk. Well, when I heard that, I understood. See, I might not have known that he’d turn it down, but I do know that Sam would never be associated with anyone who wasn’t straight about their business. So I guess I did know him, after all.”