The Fiddler (Home to Hickory Hollow Series #1)

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Amelia "Amy" DeVries, a 24-year-old violinist, is disillusioned with life and love after the collapse of her long-running romance. Weary of endless rehearsals and performances, Amy sets out on a road trip through the Pennsylvania mountains. She leaves her cell phone behind so life's demands can't intrude on her solitude. She doesn't know, nor care, where she will end up.

When her car breaks down deep...

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New from #1 Bestselling Author Beverly Lewis

Amelia "Amy" DeVries, a 24-year-old violinist, is disillusioned with life and love after the collapse of her long-running romance. Weary of endless rehearsals and performances, Amy sets out on a road trip through the Pennsylvania mountains. She leaves her cell phone behind so life's demands can't intrude on her solitude. She doesn't know, nor care, where she will end up.

When her car breaks down deep in the mountains, Amy realizes the flaw in her "no cell phone" plan. She abandons her car and walks the winding roads, searching for help. Following the smell of woodsmoke and the sound of music, she finds a rustic log cabin. There she meets a young Amishman--and through him a community--that will change her life forever.

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With her heart still hurting from an excruciating break-up and feeling almost at the end of her tether, young violinist Amy DeVries takes to the road without an agenda and without her cell-phone. When her car breaks down, the latter decision suddenly seems a great mistake, but the 24-year-old fiddler eventually finds a primitive-looking log cabin deep in the Pennsylvania mountains. There she meets a young Amish man and begins to be introduced to a community and a worldview she never knew. A new faith-based novel by bestselling author Beverly Lewis; a trade paperback original.

Jane Love

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Amelia Devries finds herself living an artistic double life: she’s a talented concert violinist who’s also very good at fiddling. But fiddling doesn’t fit into the plans of her musician boyfriend, her violinist father, or her agent. When a severe thunderstorm strands her in the rural mountains of Pennsylvania, she takes refuge at a cabin inhabited by Michael Hostetler, a young fence-sitting Amish man who can’t decide whether to take the formal vows to join the Amish community. Her chance connection with Michael allows Amelia an opening into his community, while Michael finds himself increasingly attracted to the outsider. Lewis’s presentation of Amish life portrays the advantages and disadvantages of a community with definite rules and a solidarity that can be both enviable and constraining. The musical motifs offer welcome variation on very familiar Amish themes that Lewis renders in virtuoso style. This opens the Home to Hickory Hollow series, but stands alone nicely. (Apr.)
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  • ISBN-13: 9781464034961
  • Publisher: Recorded Books, LLC
  • Publication date: 4/10/2012
  • Series: Home to Hickory Hollow Series, #1
  • Format: CD
  • Edition description: Unabridged, 10 CDs, 11 hrs 30 min
  • Product dimensions: 6.00 (w) x 5.50 (h) x 1.10 (d)

Meet the Author

Beverly Lewis
BEVERLY LEWIS, born in the heart of Pennsylvania Dutch country, has more than seventeen million books in print. Her stories have been published in eleven languages and have regularly appeared on numerous bestseller lists, including The New York Times and USA Today.
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The Fiddler

By Beverly Lewis

Bethany House

Copyright © 2012 Beverly Lewis
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-7642-0977-2

Chapter One

Amelia Devries stood waiting in the wings, her well-polished fiddle tucked beneath her right arm, bow in hand. The rhythmic vibration of guitars and a banjo buzzed in the floorboards of the outdoor theater, beneath her stylish boots. No matter the venue for her performances—classical or country, indoors or out—she often experienced a slight twinge of nerves before a concert. Normal stage fright, nothing more.

The preshow jitters had begun on the day Amelia played her first violin recital as a precocious five-year-old. But as time passed, she learned to trust the moment—the instant she raised her bow and drew it across the strings. Just get me there became her mantra.

Tonight she was the guest fiddler for a small country band—one of the warm-up gigs to Tim McGraw's featured concert this sultry mid-July evening at the Mann Center in Philadelphia's West Fairmount Park. And she had an impressive performance planned.

The tall blond master of ceremonies, Rickie Gene, brushed past her to make his way to center stage, wearing a black tux and blue shirt. He's fired up, she thought, remembering the first time she'd met him a year ago at a fiddle fest in Connecticut ... unknown to Byron, her longtime boyfriend back home in Columbus, Ohio. Or to her father, a former violinist himself, stricken with early onset Parkinson's disease.

Rickie Gene cast his winning smile like a fishing line to the crowd. "It's Thursday night at the Mann!"

Loud cheers rose from the crowd.

"Are ya ready to welcome the best little country band this side of the Alleghenies?"

The roar of delight filled the park, where thousands of people sat in either the covered seating area or farther back on the lawn, picnicking on blankets. The smell of popcorn and honeysuckle hung in the humid air.

"Help me give it up for ... the Bittersweet Band!"

Fans seated all over the grounds applauded and cheered.

Rickie's appealing chuckle reverberated through the sound system. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have a fabulous surprise tonight." He paused dramatically. "Right here at the Mann ... I give you none other than the winner of this year's New England Fiddle Fest—Miss Amy Lee!"

Wouldn't my parents just cringe? Amelia thought at the sound of her stage name. She breathed in slowly, willing away the jitters, and took to the stage.

"And ... it's ... showtime!" Rickie announced, promptly making his exit.

Amelia planted her russet boots center stage and curtsied in her flowing vintage dress. More deafening applause.

Though still anxious, she was eager to play her heart out in this well-known open-air setting. Quickly, she brought up her fiddle and cradled it under her chin ... bow ready.

Almost there ...

And then it began to happen. Always, always, an indescribable something transpired the instant her bow touched the strings. Oh, the glory, the sheer magic of connecting this way with a receptive audience. She felt at one with the band, the stage, and her adoring fans. All the years of performing for a crowd converged in that moment.

Despite the venue, deep inside she was the same petite virtuoso darling her father had groomed for solo work on the concert stage. Beginning her instruction at age four, he had meticulously taught her using the Galamian method, following in his own footsteps. Within four years, Amelia had auditioned at the Oberlin Conservatory in Oberlin, Ohio, where she began preparatory study with master teacher Dorothea Malloy. From then on, Amelia and her doting parents made weekly commutes on weekends.

In an attempt to give their little girl a normal life—apart from her recognition and celebrity—Amelia's mother planned for her to live at home while attending the best private schools. So Amelia kept busy with homework and exams and all the typical school-related activities while her father filled her leisure hours with practicing scales, arpeggios, thirds, and octaves. Only rarely had she missed a day of practice.

Between lessons in Oberlin, young Amelia played in professional recitals and soloed with regional orchestras, first in her hometown of Columbus, and then, when she was twelve, with the big orchestras.

Once she finished high school at seventeen, Amelia made her debut recording, as well as enrolled in college courses at Oberlin, all while traveling on the weekends. But after the years of the insane touring schedule, Amelia began to voice her frustration to her father, whose "serious music only" mentality had begun to annoy her.

"It's normal to feel the pressure—comes with the territory." Her father always downplayed Amelia's frustrations. "When you're at the top, you'll appreciate the effort required to get there."

By the time Amelia had celebrated her twenty-first birthday, she was weary of his hovering. She loved the music but disliked the expectation that she travel and perform in her leisure time, after college classes . . . and then, following her graduation. For a period of time, she rarely slept in the same bed two nights in a row, and she yearned for a more normal life—and the possibility of marriage and her own family someday.

One night while spending time at her parents' vacation home in Madison, Connecticut, Amelia read about a fiddling contest. Intrigued, she slipped out of the house and attended her first-ever fiddling festival in Manchester. Immediately, she was enthralled by the country style and the happy-go-lucky sound and, self-taught, eventually began playing in the East Coast's lineup of up-and-coming fiddlers.

And so, a country fiddler was born ... her secret life.

* * *

Amelia drew her bow across two strings simultaneously, creating a harmony in one masterful sweep: double-stops. Leaning into the fiddle, she began to play "Pretty Polly Ann," Ozark-style fiddling and her first in a set of three crowd-pleasers. She loved this one, and the crowd had an uncanny way of drawing the first rousing song out of her, egging her on. So liberating ... just what I need! They adored her, and she felt the love.

After two curtsies the crowd quieted, and she began to play "Bumblebee in the Gourdvine," made popular by the legendary Texas fiddler Benny Thomasson. My hero, thought Amelia.

She had learned how to work an audience during her solo concerts, saving the best and showiest for last, just as she did with classical encores. So when it came time for "Orange Blossom Special," she played her licks with reckless abandon. The raucous tune brought smiles to the entire front row of concertgoers, she noticed; because of the brilliant spotlights, she was unable to see much farther back. Oh, she was in fiddle heaven with all of the string plucking and harmonic slides that mimicked a train whistle. The piece was a fiddle player's national anthem. Focusing only on the exhilarating number, she played as fine as she ever had.

But now she was coming to the middle section she adored. Sonny Jones, the banjo player next to her—a soft-spoken older gentleman—picked the strings like the seasoned musician he was, their resonating sound irresistibly warm and down-home.

Stepping back on the stage, Amelia let the guys do their picking and strumming, embracing every fabulous moment. Bobby, James, and Lennie—the best mandolin player and two guitarists she'd ever encountered, bar none.

She kept up her fiddling at a furious pace, her mind flitting to her father, whom she assumed was relaxing in his plush office, feet resting on his leather hassock, dissecting DVDs of big-city stops on her recent concert circuit. Like a football coach, analyzing plays. He would be dismayed if he knew she was goofing off instead of practicing her classical solo repertoire.

So would Byron ...

Still, plenty of talented concert violinists also excelled in fiddling. I'm not alone in this. Amelia justified herself with the knowledge that the best violin concertos ever written incorporated advanced fiddling techniques—the third movement of the Bruch violin concerto, for one.

And as she played, she visualized Byron's text message just before she'd made her entrance tonight. You're ignoring me, Amelia....

Her eyes roamed the first row again, these devotees of country music. Their faces were alight with pure joy, the same beaming response as classical music lovers in a very different kind of venue. The same meshing of minds and hearts, though no one here was dressed to the nines.

Why, Amelia wondered, did she feel this way when she mixed it up with the Bittersweet Band, removed from the serious music embedded in her soul? What was so terrible that she had to conceal this side of herself from the ones who loved and knew her best?

Two more measures and the lead was all hers again—and the fastest, showiest part of the piece. She'd come to know it like her own breath, and she moved back into the spotlight, standing now only a few feet from the edge of the stage. Her heart was on her sleeve as she took the piece to its rousing finale—bringing down the house.

Amelia gratefully acknowledged the responsive audience, all caught up in the excitement of her performance. Then, after curtsying again, she hurried confidently offstage, where she waited in the wings, still taking in the thunderous applause.

After an appropriate length of time, she gave her first curtain call amidst shouts of "A-my Lee ... A-my Lee!"

Again and again she curtsied for the wired-up crowd. Their reaction was phenomenal—surely word would travel about her appearance tonight.

A prick of concern touched Amelia. How long before I'm found out?

Chapter Two

Four more messages had arrived since Amelia stepped onstage tonight. Even when he's texting, Byron sounds like an English professor, Amelia thought while standing backstage after her best fiddling performance to date. She was weary of the quotations Byron kept sending. Give all to love; Obey thy heart.... Penned by Emerson.

And then another: We are most alive when we're in love—John Updike.

"Hmm ... no kidding," she muttered.

Nevertheless, she owed Byron some explanation for her silence. After all, they were practically engaged, and she had essentially stood him up.

Of course, she didn't dare reveal where she'd gone; instead she left a casual text: Needed some time off. Quickly, she tacked on an apology and pressed the button to darken the screen.

"Aren't you staying for the rest of the concert?" asked Jayson, one of the stagehands.

"Not this time."

"Really? I wouldn't miss it for anything."

She laughed at his joke—he had to stay, he was being paid to.

"I'd better get going. It's a seven-hour drive back to Columbus," Amelia told him. But the truth was, she wanted space after having given it her all. The nerves came prior to the concert, then the sweet spot—the performance itself—followed by the need to recuperate from the spotlight.

Turning, she literally ran into Rickie Gene. "Oh, sorry ... didn't see you there."

"Trying to walk and text at the same time?" he teased. But his smile faded quickly. "Uh, someone's at the back entrance, demanding to see you."


Rickie handed her a business card. "Know this guy?"

She cringed as she immediately recognized the card. "Sure I know him. It's my agent, Stoney Warren." She sighed, touching Rickie's arm. "Thanks for the tip."

"Do you wanna slip out another way?" he asked.

She considered it briefly. "I think I'd better face the music ... literally."

Nearly twelve years ago her father had handpicked Stoney Warren. In a matter of months, Stoney was grafted into the family tree, a top-drawer agent who oversaw her career like a caring uncle. Between Stoney and her father, Amelia had been escorted to every classical musical event since.

She shifted the case where she kept her fiddle and bow, nothing like the fancy case she used for her expensive and much better violin back home. Walking over to Stoney, she forced a smile, despite the wince in her stomach. "Imagine meeting you here."

He eyed her boots and vintage dress. "Amelia, honey ... what's with your—"

"You don't like my Alison Krauss look?"

"Your hair—it's down."

Her mother, who wore pearls with almost everything, preferred Amelia to wear her long hair up whenever she performed. "More professional," she said.

Stoney's eyes were earnest. "What are you doing here?" The lines around his mouth were more pronounced than she remembered and his brown hair windblown. She guessed he'd driven quite a distance to find her. But the question remained: How did he know where to find her?

"I'm taking a little time off." She pushed her hair away from her face. "I just warmed up for Tim McGraw. Pretty impressive, eh?" She scrutinized Stoney's body language. His shoulders were stiff ... he was definitely not impressed. And not in the least amused.

He shook his head. "What do you suggest I tell your dad?"

She shuddered. "Don't tell him anything." Amelia stared at the ground. "He wouldn't understand."

"Neither do I."

"Let it be our little secret." She pled with her eyes.

"You're impossible, you know that?" Stoney offered her the crook of his arm. "Have you forgotten what the Chicago Tribune published two weeks ago? 'Amelia Devries plays with disarming buoyancy and an angelic sensitivity. Her rendition of the Brahms violin concerto exudes romantic passion.' End quote."

She drew a long breath. "Fiddling's just a hobby, okay?" She looked away, willing herself not to tear up. "It's relaxing."

Lightning zigzagged across the sky as they walked toward her car. "Well, don't fiddle in public. You have a class-act reputation, remember?" Stoney shook his head. "Do you really think Itzhak Perlman made a name for himself playing in fiddling contests?"

She shook her head slowly. "No."

"You have to mimic the greats to become like them, Amelia."

"I only fiddle in my spare time."

"Amelia, there's no such time for musicians like you. You're a star in the heavens. Why throw away everything you've worked for?"

"Is that what you think I'm doing?"

He pushed his hands into his pockets, silent for a moment. Then he searched her face. "How long have you been known as Amy Lee?"

She opted not to answer that question and paused, weighing her next words carefully. "If you want the truth, some days I can hardly wait to return to country music and these really wonderful people."

"And what does Byron think about all this? Or doesn't he know, either?"

She shook her head. Her boyfriend would share her agent's shock.

But Byron wasn't here. Maybe there was still something to salvage, if only Stoney agreed to keep this secret.

When they reached her car, Amelia opened the back door and placed her fiddle inside, next to her overnight bag. "How'd you find me here?" She closed the car door and leaned against it.

"That's beside the point," he said. "We have bigger things to talk about."

"What do you mean?"

"My dear, you have an important decision to make." Stoney began to present what he called an amazing opportunity. "Nicola Hannevold—only a few years older than you and touring with the top orchestras in the world—anyway, she's taken ill. She's undergoing surgery and must cancel her seventy-day European tour."

Amelia had been preparing for a big tour, as well, but it was more than a year out and not finalized as of yet.

Stoney's eyes pierced hers. "This is a gold mine, Amelia. A real boon. But you have to sign on the dotted line by the end of next week or we lose it."

She groaned. "Stoney ..."

"I need at least a verbal commitment from you. Right now."

"How can I possibly be ready in time?"

"You're ready now," he assured her.

She looked away, struggling.

"Another violinist will happily preempt you, I might add. She'll step into this readymade tour in a heartbeat."

"Well, if someone else wants it so badly—"

"That's entirely out of the question!" Stoney shot back. "Have you forgotten your picture on the cover of the Strad? I mean, really, Amelia ... you're the next big thing."

"Stoney ... I—"

"This is a windfall, Amelia. And I won't let you trample it under those ridiculous boots." He grimaced as the next act's lilting music drifted through the evening air. "If you were thinking clearly, you'd weigh the consequences of your actions and see my logic."


Excerpted from The Fiddler by Beverly Lewis Copyright © 2012 by Beverly Lewis. Excerpted by permission of Bethany House. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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  • Posted April 13, 2012

    The Fiddler by Beverly Lewis is the first book in the Home to Hi

    The Fiddler by Beverly Lewis is the first book in the Home to Hickory Hollow series. Amelia DeVries is an acclaimed violinist who has been secretly finding joy in playing under the pseudonym Amy Lee on the country music circuit as a fiddler. When her manager and boyfriend found out about her secret life, they are both horrified that she would sacrifice her career in classical music and her father's dreams. Driving home on a rainy night, she takes a wrong turn in the woods of Pennsylvania, and when her car gets a flat tire, she takes refuge in a small cabin. Michael Hostetler is also struggling with disappointing his family. As a twenty-five-year old man, he should have been baptized into the Amish faith years ago, and his father has given him an ultimatum: join the faith or get out. But Michael has been attending college and learning how to draw blueprints. He is drawn to the "fancy" life, and only his love for his family holds him back. When Michael and Amelia meet there is a immediate recognition that they are in similar places in their lives, and as they spend a quiet evening in the cabin waiting out the storm, they forge a bond that just might change their lives forever. I love how Lewis gently exposes the quiet chemistry between the pair without making it about physical attraction. These two souls feel right together from their first moment shared on the page. Lewis, as usual, portrays both the good and bad sides of being Amish and how the attraction of the Englisch world pulls on young people who desire something more out of life and refuse to believe that leaving the faith means leaving God. Michael and Amelia's relationship blossoms slowly and truly, making readers fall in love with them as they fall in love with each other. I look forward to the next book in the series.

    5 out of 9 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 10, 2012

    Another Great Read from Beverly Lewis!

    I have read every book that Beverly Lewis has written, and always anxiously await her new releases. This one, again, stole my heart. Wonderful story, read in just a few days. Would have liked to have seen a little bit more in the way of character development, but still loved the book. Will be excited to read book 2 in September!!

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted August 6, 2012

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    It was good, just not as good as most of her other books. Did I

    It was good, just not as good as most of her other books.

    Did I enjoy this book: I did enjoy this book. It was a quick read that made me happy and left me with the warm, fuzzy feeling that I usually get after reading Ms. Lewis's books. I read this book every free chance I had.

    I liked the characters. Amelia was sweet and I wanted her to be happy and pursue her passion. Michael was a guy I rooted for. I wanted it to work out for him...for him to make the tough decision that that would be best for his life. I also enjoyed the references to other characters from Ms. Lewis's past books. It was like hearing about old friends that you haven't talked about in awhile.

    However, this was not one of my favorite Beverly Lewis books. It was good, just not as good as most of her other books. The Fiddler was a different story line from most of her other books. It was a nice change. It was not the Amish falling in love and questioning their future life as an Amish person. This was an English woman and an Amish man contemplating changing his life choice for her. The Fiddler was not as focused on religion as Ms. Lewis's other books either.

    Would I recommend it: If you are a fan of Beverly Lewis, then I would absolutely recommend this book. However, I would not recommend this to be your first Beverly Lewis book because the others are much better.

    Will I read it again: I will not but I will be anxiously awaiting the next book in the Home to Hickory Hollow series.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 2, 2012

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    The Fiddler

    I have finished The Fiddler by Beverly Lewis. This is the first book in the "Home to Hickory Hollow" series.

    Englisher Amelia Devries finds herself lost in a rain storm when she is heading home after being one of the opening acts at a concert. She is a violinist but secretly plays the fiddle on the side. She ends up at a cabin in the woods where Michael Hostetler is staying. Michael offers shelter to Amelia. The two become friends as they talk over a game of chess, and Michael invites her to visit Amish country with him once the storm clears. Amelia enjoys her weekend staying in Amish country, makes new friends, and leaves with a changed perspective.

    Even though they live very different lives, they both are trying to live to meet the expectations of others. Michael feels the pressure to join the Amish church while Amelia lives with what her parents expect her to do with her life and her music. They both feel trapped and unhappy.

    I always enjoy the books written by Beverly Lewis. I enjoyed the encouragement shared by one of the characters Ella Mae and how Amelia used this in her life when she went back home. This book makes me look forward to book #2 in this series.

    Thank you to Bethany House Publishers for providing this book for my review.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 29, 2012

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    I really enjoyed reading the new Beverly Lewis book The Fiddle

    I really enjoyed reading the new Beverly Lewis book The Fiddler. She did a wonderful job of blending two people from different backgrounds that were each at a crossroads in their life. Both are very hard working, goal oriented people that do not want to let their families down but at the same time feel smothered by what they are expected to do. I appreciate that Ms Lewis does not have them take the easy way out which would be to throw in the towel and do what they want when they want it. Instead she has them think it through, get counsel from various different people and then follow through with some previous obligations.<br />
    It is always refreshing to see an author show their characters with some depth, morals and values. I like when I read a book and the character remembers something that they had been taught but may not have been living to the fullest. This book shows with Amelia that she had not been living a life where she was being true to herself and honest with her family. She had forgotten the simple pleasures of some of the things that she had learned with her Grandmother, including talking to God and having a relationship with him. It all shows that Michael is very family oriented, has a strong faith but still has to make some hard decisions. It shows that tough decisions can be made with putting others first and waiting on the right timing. I think we forget that as we live in a very instant, give it to me now world that is pretty &quot;self-centered&quot;.<br />
    It was refreshing to be reminded that although we all walk our own road in life we all go through similar trials, its how we deal with those trials that makes the journey good or bad. <br />
    I would highly recommend reading this book. I want to thank Bethany House for sending out a copy to me free of charge. All that they ask of me is to post a review, good or bad. I would also like to thank Ms. Lewis for writing another good book that I have had the privilege to read.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 3, 2012

    Even though I had a busy week, I made time to read this enjoyabl

    Even though I had a busy week, I made time to read this enjoyable book whenever possible. This was well written, and I look forward to reading the second book in this series come September.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 19, 2012

    I Also Recommend:

    loved the story line, so naturally had to get the this book. It

    loved the story line, so naturally had to get the this book. It did not disappoint!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 22, 2012

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    Following Your Heart

    Just finished this wonderful Beverly Lewis book, and was not disappointed!
    Wanted to move to Hickory Hollow, and find the peace that Amelia Devries found there.
    You have the feeling of God leading Amelia to the peace she is so looking for. She is a Classically trained violinist, and to find some enjoyment, a self trained talented fiddler.
    Michael Hostetler is a 25 year old Amishman, who loves his family, but wants more in life. He wants to be draftsman, and is having a hard time, when province lands Amelia at his doorstep.
    Both love their families and live their lives for their families, with hopes for something different. So enjoyed the people of Hickory Hollow...especially the Wise Woman Ella Mae, and Joanna Kurtz. How I would love friends like them.
    I highly recommend this very fast enjoyable read. I want to go back!!

    I received this book from the Publisher Bethany House, and was not required to give a positive review.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 15, 2012

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    Collision of Worlds

    My Thoughts: Beverly Lewis has brought an engaging, very well written novel based on the collision of the world of the Amish and that of their non-Amish friends. Their life styles. Their beliefs. Their feelings. She has also, surprisingly, brought to us a collision within the story of the world of the classical musician - that of fierce determination to succeed in a highly competitive yet rewarding field and that of the individual need for fulfillment outside of the classical music world.

    This is also a story of father and child love and relationships. Of a sense of responsibility to oneself and responsibility to one's father. A calling to honor and obey or fulfill the desires of the father (earthly and heavenly) and a desire to wend one's own way through the maze that is life.

    Musician Amilea Devrie is a touring concert violinist. She also has a secret life as a "fiddler" in the world of country music. This is a major conflict. On a stormy evening, she becomes stranded on a mountainside and takes refuge within the confines of an Amish young man's cabin. The story takes wings from that point on as the lines of conflict become intertwined.

    Beverly Lewis writes this novel featuring the world of music from a musician's viewpoint (and that of researchers she has available to her) and throughout I wanted to Google these pieces of music and hear the lovely strains for myself.

    I highly recommend The Fiddler for an entrancing, captivating read that reveals inner conflicts between the worlds within us.

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  • Posted May 7, 2012

    Read in 2 days!

    Had been waiting for this book for a while, and I was not disappointed! Read it in less than 2 days (riding on the train from Orlando to Philadelphia). Keep them coming!

    1 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 13, 2014

    Recommend reading this book.

    I have read many of Beverly Lewis's books and have enjoyed them all.This book was good but not as good as many of her other books .The Fiddler was a different type story then her usual . It was a Amish-English romance and the differences in the cultures .If you are a Beverly Lewis fan youhave to read it. If it's your first book,choose to startwith another series.

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  • Posted December 25, 2013

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    Full disclosure: I received a free copy of this book for review

    Full disclosure: I received a free copy of this book for review through Library Thing’s Early Reviewer program.
    I have to say that Beverly Lewis is one of my favorite authors of Amish fiction.  She has crafted a wonderful story where the characters are very believable.  Their problems are such that no matter what your background you can relate to them.  All of us have parents who have had dreams for their children.  We don’t want to disappoint our parents.  In this book Amelia’s father has a dream of her becoming a concert violinist.  Amelia loves playing the violin.  However, she really loves fiddling.  Her father would think this is beneath her talents.   The other main character is Michael.  He loves his father dearly but would love to become an architect.  That would mean not joining the church and entering college.  Neither want to disappoint their parents.  Yet, their dreams, if they followed them and their hearts would do just that.  They must each face and make hard choices.  There is a small romance in the story. Want to find out if either one of them follows their own path?  Then I suggest you go out and get this first book in the series.  You won’t be disappointed.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 4, 2013

    Finished in two days

    This story was great. I cound not put it down , I even burned dinner.

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  • Posted October 4, 2013

    highly recommended - great read

    Beverly Lewis did it again. another wonderful book i did not want to put down. thank you

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 26, 2013

    I really injoyed it!!

    I thought it was wonderful! You will too!! Check out the Home to Hickory Hollow series and the rest of Beverly Lewis's works!! #staypositive #readon #ilovehashtags :D

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 18, 2013

    Love Beverly Lewis

    I have read nearly all the books by Lewis and they are all EXCELLENT!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 13, 2013

    Beverly Lewis continues to entertain!

    If you've read anything by Beverly Lewis before, you won' t be disappointed by The Fiddler.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 12, 2013

    Very powerful

    Couldnt put the book down. Found myself reading it into the wee hours.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 2, 2013

    I really enjoy reading the Amish books. I do wish that they were

    I really enjoy reading the Amish books. I do wish that they were a little cheaper. These books are so expensive and for that is why I did not give all 5 stars.

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  • Posted June 28, 2013

    Read this in one day ,could not put it down

    Read this in one day ,could not put it down

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