Sarah Desmond wanted less out of life. Her finagled assignment took her to Mennonite country, and she found what she had been looking for. The simple ways, wry humor, and hard work that made the plain life so appealing to Sarah had nothing to do with the way she felt when a certain Mennonite farmer looked at her with his big blue eyes. Eli Schrader had never realized just how lonely he was, until Sarah came into his life. There was only one problem. His red-haired dream girl was a reporter from out of state and, if that wasn't enough to deter him. . . she was English! The good Lord would have his joke, though, and Eli's blood ran like fire through his veins every time Sarah smiled.