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Her home—and heart—on the line...
in the heartwarming conclusion to The Amish Bachelors series
Widow Clara Fisher’s late uncle promised his farm to her—but she can’t find the documents to prove it! Desperate to stop her Englisch cousin from selling it, she seeks the help of auctioneer Paul Bowman. Paul’s always been a wandering spirit, but will sweet, stubborn Clara and her children suddenly fill his empty life with family and love?
After thirty-five years as a nurse, PATRICIA DAVIDS hung up her stethoscope to become a full-time writer. She enjoys spending her free time visiting her grandchildren, doing some long-overdue yard work and traveling to research her story locations. She resides in Wichita, Kansas. Pat always enjoys hearing from her readers. You can visit her online at patriciadavids.com.
The Amish Bachelors
An Amish Harvest
An Amish Noel
His Amish Teacher
Their Pretend Amish Courtship
Amish Christmas Twins
An Unexpected Amish Romance
His New Amish Family
Lancaster Courtships
The Amish Midwife
Brides of Amish Country
Plain Admirer
Amish Christmas Joy
The Shepherd’s Bride
The Amish Nanny
An Amish Family Christmas: A Plain Holiday
An Amish Christmas Journey
Amish Redemption
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His New Amish Family
Patricia Davids
ISBN: 978-1-474-08433-8
HIS NEW AMISH FAMILY
© 2018 Patricia MacDonald
Published in Great Britain 2018
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“What are you doing here?”
She grinned and tipped her head to the side. “Paul, I live here.”
“I mean, why aren’t you at the hospital?” He tried to ignore the rush of happiness that filled his chest.
“Sophie is doing better, and I needed to come home and get some things done. I’ve been wearing the same dress since we took Sophie to the hospital. It was time for a change.”
“That’s great. How are you?” She looked fine to him. Better than fine. She looked wonderful.
He studied her lovely face. A light blush colored her cheeks, and her eyes had dark circles under them but they sparkled now as she gazed at him. A soft smile curved her lips. She was happy to see him.
Clara wasn’t his type, so why was he so delighted to see her?
I was sorry to say goodbye to the folks of Bowmans Crossing. Each time I create a new community, it comes alive for me with houses and stores, people and pets, bridges and rivers. It’s a joy to recreate in some simple way the glory that God has placed in front of our eyes every day.
I fell in love with Clyde. I must admit I’m a dog person. In a few years, I may be as devious and ditzy as Charlotte. She was way too much fun to write. She will remain one of my most endearing characters. I wish I had thought of her sooner. I could have used her in all six of the Bachelor books. Oh well.
Everyone who has been in love knows the path it leads us down isn’t smooth. It can be a great trip or it can be a trial, but I am a firm believer that love prevails. I guess that’s why I write romance books.
So what’s next for me? I’m happy to say I’m off to create a new Amish community, where love always wins and kindness is the order of the day.
Blessings to all,
Patricia Davids
If any man among you seem to be religious, and bridleth not his tongue, but deceiveth his own heart, this man’s religion is vain. Pure religion and undefiled before God and the Father is this, to visit the fatherless and widows in their affliction, and to keep himself unspotted from the world.
—James 1:26–27
This book is dedicated with love and respect to my daughter Kathy. Thanks for all your help and the two wonderful grandkids. Mama Loves You.
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