Grace’s beauty almost cost her everything. This new start is all she has left.
When Grace Beiler was only a girl, she was married off to an older Amish man in order to save her family’s farm. Years later, she finds herself newly widowed and a mother to a young son. She has finally fled her sad past and plans to settle into a quiet life in Pennsylvania.
As soon as she arrives, she captures the attention of Seth Wyse, the most eligible bachelor in Pine Creek. Seth is candid about his feelings for her, and for her son Abel, but Grace is determined to protect her heart. Her determination falters when her brother-in-law reveals the troubling contents of her late husband’s will.
Seth offers Grace his hand in marriage, and thus a means of escape. But despite his having saved her from another loveless marriage, Grace is slow to trust her new husband. And as the months wear on, Seth wonders if he has made a mistake. But God is quietly at work in their hearts, and Seth and Grace soon discover that threads of grace bind them together in a tapestry rich in hope and love.
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Kelly Long is a nationally bestselling author of Amish Fiction who enjoys studying the Appalachian Amish in particular. Kelly was raised in North Central Pennsylvania, and her dad's friendship with the Amish helped shape Kelly's earliest memories of the culture. Today, she lives in Hershey, Pennsylvania, with her three children and is a great proponent of autism spectrum and mental health needs. Visit Kelly on Facebook: Fans-of-Kelly-Long and Twitter: @KellyLongAmish.
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Threads of GraceA Patch of Heaven Novel
By Kelly Long
Thomas NelsonCopyright © 2013 Kelly Long
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Chapter OnePine Creek, Pennsylvania
Nine Years Later
Exactly how many women do you plan on kissing?"
Seth Wyse grinned at his older bruder, Jacob. "As many as it takes."
The early morning sunlight of first summer played through the open barn doors and highlighted the reddish tones in Jacob's long dark hair. Seth noticed with curiosity the way that same light illuminated the golden hairs on his own forearm. It amused him that newcomers never took them for brothers. Although both of them were tall and broad-shouldered, Seth had blond hair, blue eyes, and a ready smile. Jacob had dark hair, hazel eyes, and a brooding look about him.
"As many women as it takes to get the Widow Beiler out of your head?" Jacob paused in currying the dark mare and shot a frown in Seth's direction. "I thought you were over her. Besides, you're starting to get more of a reputation than you already have among the women folk. One of these days some nice mamm is going to catch you in action, harness you to a bride, and that will be that."
Seth sighed and shifted on the bale of hay where he sat. He had been a bit over the top with the girls lately, but only because he was so frustrated trying to imagine what a kiss with Grace Beiler would be like. Still, Jacob was right about one thing: Seth was obsessed with the woman—had been since the first time he'd laid eyes on her.
"What?" He snapped out of his reverie to meet Jacob's glare.
"For the third time, get up and do something. Get over her."
"It's not that easy. There 's something in me that's drawn to the woman."
Jacob sighed. "Ach, it's the artist in you."
Maybe Jacob was right. Perhaps Seth's obsession with the lovely Widow Beiler did have some connection to his secret painting and charged dreams. But ever since Grace Beiler had moved to their small community a little over six months ago, he'd tried everything short of standing on his head to get her attention—or failing that, to get the desire to be near her out of his mind.
"At least Grace trusts you with her sohn," Jacob said.
"Yeah, because of you. And Lilly. She likes Lilly."
Jacob grinned. "I like Lilly too."
"That's right, big bruder. Go ahead and tease. You've got a wife you can't wait to go home to, a babe on the way, and you even have a dog. The perfect life."
Jacob rolled his eyes. "Do you want a hund?"
"I want her to pay attention to me," Seth said. "I just turned twenty-four. Maybe she thinks I'm too young. I wonder how old she is. Maybe if I was older, she 'd look at me."
"Age has nothing to do with love."
"Danki," Seth said with a sour expression. "That helps a lot."
A small figure appeared in the doorway and both brothers looked up. It was young Abel Beiler, breathless and sobbing.
"What's wrong, Abel?" Seth moved toward the child. Abel had autism, a traumatic brain birth injury, and many developmental delays. He was hesitant with his trust. Seth had learned not to do anything with abrupt haste around the boy, as it only seemed to upset him.
The boy's violet eyes, so like his mother's, were huge in his pale face as he stared up at Seth. "Mama's hurt. Her legs are stuck. Under ... under some rocks."
"Okay ... okay. Tell me, slowly." Seth put a gentle hand on Abel's shaking shoulder. "Where is she?"
"In the garden at home. The rock wall fell down. She ... she was planting flowers."
Seth glanced at Jacob. "I'll go."
Jacob stepped in front of him and held out his hand to the boy. "Abel, come here."
The child moved but still hiccupped with sobs. "I'm scared."
"I know," Jacob soothed. "I'll stay here with you, and Seth will go see to your mamm, all right? It's going to be okay."
Seth heard the words from a distance as he threw the reins over their fastest horse, and then he began to pray.
Grace winced as she tried to hoist herself up on her elbows. She'd been foolishly working near a low, unstable rock wall, attempting to do some repairs and plant some flowers. Her shoe had caught on a jagged stone and the whole thing had given way.
She blew a dark hair off her brow in exasperation. Her kapp was askew. Her right foot hurt badly, and she couldn't wriggle free of the weight of the stones. She had no choice but to send Abel to the Wyse farm for help.
She knew her son had been scared, and she uttered a prayer for his peace of mind. Yet she could not help hoping, as she gritted her teeth and tried another fruitless movement, that it would be Jacob Wyse who would come. Not Seth.
The less rational part of herself mocked her silent plea. Of course you want Seth Wyse. Why else have you been avoiding him for six months?
Grace groaned and caught a fierce grip on her wayward thoughts. True, she had been avoiding him, but only because he was so obvious. So sure of his charm. And so young.
She could avoid him, but she couldn't avoid the truth: for the first time in her life, she had met someone who attracted her. But for a hundred reasons, she couldn't take the chance. It was too soon. Everything was too raw. There was too much risk. Too much pain.
She had come to Pine Creek to get away, to heal. To protect herself and her sohn. She couldn't—wouldn't—jeopardize that for a handsome face and a quick smile.
Suddenly she heard the approaching hoofbeats of a single horse. Grace shielded her eyes against the summer sun and caught a glimpse of golden hair. She stifled a groan, anchored herself more sturdily on her elbows, and lifted her chin. She could strive for dignity, if nothing else.
He was off the horse and by her side in a moment. "Grace? How bad is it? Maybe we shouldn't move you."
He ran strong, practiced hands down the length of her legs to where the rocks lay. Shame burned like her skin at his touch, even through the fabric of her apron and dress.
"Do you mind?" she snapped.
He shot an incredulous look at her. "I'm trying to help you, not touch you."
"Es dutt mir leed," she apologized in a whisper. "Of course. I need help. It's mainly my right ankle, I think."
As he began to move the rocks away, she took a deep breath and concentrated on looking up at the blue sky. Waves of pain drifted through her. But more than the pain, she was aware of the clean, fresh scent of him, like linen and green grass and life itself.
She bit her lip as he reached the last bit of the wall.
"Can you move anything?" he asked.
She began to ease her left leg out from the debris. Her black shoe looked dented and mashed, but she flexed her ankle and bent her knee. "I think this leg's okay."
He exhaled a sigh of relief and turned to the other foot. "I'll try not to hurt you," he said, his hand poised above her right leg.
But you will, a voice inside her said. You will ...
She pushed the thought aside. "Go right ahead. I manage pain well."
Don't hurt her. Don't ... don't hurt her. He repeated the words silently, like a prayer.
Under normal circumstances, Seth knew how to handle a woman as well as he knew how to manage an injured mare. But he felt cold sweat dampen the back of his cotton shirt when he saw the awkward angle of her right ankle. How could she not be screaming in pain?
"I think it's broken, Grace. I'm going to have to stabilize it before we go to the doctor."
"Do what you think best, but I'm not going to the doctor. Once it's set, it'll heal. I'll be fine."
He blinked. Any other woman would be begging for relief—or, he thought wryly, surrendering to his arms like the heroine in one of those Amisch romance novels his mamm read, waiting to be carried off and rescued.
"You are going to the doctor," he said after a moment. "If money is the issue, I'll pay. You don't have to be all public with the community fund."
He saw a blush suffuse her white cheeks, but he plowed on. "If you're worried about Abel, you know Jacob is fine with him. And if it's simply me—well, too bad. Der Herr saw fit to bring me to you today."
"It's all of those things," she said.
He nodded. "Fair enough. Now, hold still if you can. I'm going to slide this piece of wood under your foot and calf." He tried to concentrate on explaining what he was doing and not on her oblique statement—"It's all of those things."
Well, that should tell him something. As if it wasn't already obvious that she didn't care a whit for him. She hadn't given him so much as a smile in the six months she 'd lived in Pine Creek. He ought to take Jacob's advice and just forget her.
Seth ripped off his shirtsleeve and tore it into strips, then gingerly slid the fabric around the wood and her leg. He steeled himself as he tightened each strip to the fullest, trying not to hear her quiet whimper.
When he was done, he laid his hands on his thighs and fought for breath. He felt winded, as if he 'd run a mile in a sodden field. "I'm sorry. So sorry."
She shook her head, her lips white and compressed.
"I'll go get your wagon and bring it round. Then I'll take you to Lockport Hospital. Don't worry, okay?"
He longed to touch her, simply to comfort her. And he almost reached out. Almost.
Then he rose and made himself walk away.
Chapter TwoIt's a bad break, Mrs. Wyse." The old doctor was soft-spoken and serious-eyed behind his spectacles.
"Mrs. Beiler," Grace corrected him.
"Oh, excuse me," the Englisch man said. "I thought your husband introduced himself as Wyse."
Grace frowned up at Seth, who shrugged and gave her an innocent smile. It wasn't worth the effort to correct the doctor again. She was feeling singularly tired and oddly quivery from the medicine she 'd been given for the pain.
"Abel," she whispered.
"He's fine, Grace. Everything will be all right." Seth leaned closer, and she caught the clean scent of him again—teasing, tantalizing—as she felt herself slip thickly into sleep.
She was dreaming. He could tell by the way her black lashes fluttered against her cheeks. She made small, ineffectual movements of her hands, as if she struggled to contain something beyond herself.
"Grace," he whispered. No response.
He leaned over the hospital bed. "Grace," he repeated.
Don't touch her, a voice inside warned him. Don't touch ...
But she was so close, and so obviously troubled. He lifted one of her hands, turned it palm up, and ran the pad of his thumb over it. Her fingers were rough with small needle pricks, marks that testified to hours of hard work, making quilts to sell.
Then her eyes opened and she was staring up at him in confusion.
"Grace, you're at the hospital. They've set and cast your leg and ankle. Do you remember?" He gently laid her hand back on the white sheet.
"What about Abel? He'll be so worried." She made as if to rise, reaching toward the small red Call button on the end of a cord near her head.
"Whoa, wait. I called the barn at home. It's only been three hours. Abel is fine, making gingerbread with Mamm."
She sank back down on the pillow.
As she seemed about to drift off again, a nurse bustled in the door—stout, Englisch, probably in her late fifties.
"I'm Peggy," she announced. She promptly stepped in front of Seth where he hovered by the bed. "If you'll excuse us, Mr. Wyse, I need to check her vitals."
"Uh, sure." Seth moved back.
The nurse looked him up and down, her gaze pausing on his bare arm. She arched an eyebrow. "I understand you did some first aid yourself, Mr. Wyse?"
Seth flushed when Grace seemed to focus on his arm as well. "Yes. Only a bit."
"I owe you a shirt," Grace mumbled.
The words echoed in his brain, mingling disbelief with resounding promise. It was an intimate thing, the making of a shirt. But when he looked at her pale, beautiful face, he saw only a blank detachment in her gaze. Maybe she was still drugged.
"Forget it," he said. "Let's focus on getting you home instead."
"Yes, you're free to go," Nurse Peggy said. "Dr. Green gave you a walking cast, and you'll soon get used to the feel of it. In the meantime, use the crutches until you get your sea legs. He wants the cast on for at least four weeks. Don't get it wet." She produced a plastic bag with something gray folded inside. "You put this sleeve over your cast when you shower—er, bathe. It's got a little pump seal with it." She handed the bag to Seth and glanced between the two of them. "She'll need help for a few days—getting around, taking some pain meds. Make sure she uses the crutches until she gets used to balancing on the rubber heel. Any problem?"
"No," he said. "No problem at all. She'll have everything she needs." He ignored Grace 's glare and turned a full smile on the nurse. "Thank you."
The nurse arched an eyebrow at him as if to say he wasn't so bad, for an Amisch. Then she pulled some forms out of a chart for Grace to sign, took the completed forms, and left without another word. Once she had gone, he leaned one hip against the bed and chuckled at Grace.
"What are you laughing at?" she demanded.
"You," he said with a grin. "You need help, and you're going to get it."
Grace leaned on the crutches and tested her weight on the walking cast. She gazed down at it—it was blue, the color of the sky on a midsummer day. The thing felt cumbersome but not too heavy, and much to her surprise, she had very little pain.
Still, she wondered why on earth she had listened to Seth Wyse when he told her that she was coming to the hospital. Because she 'd done nothing but listen for years and years, that's why. She had been conditioned to obey.
He pulled the wagon up, then jumped down to help her.
"Back or front?" he asked.
She could barely recall the ride into town. He had laid her on a pile of quilts in the back of the wagon. Now she decided the front would be better—even if it meant sitting next to him and balancing her cast.
He lifted her, crutches and all, before she could even catch her breath.
"You weigh nothing, Grace," he said.
"It's not the most polite thing to comment on a lady's weight."
He slid her onto the seat, took her crutches, and deposited them into the bed of the wagon. Then he grinned. "Maybe I'm not the most polite of men."
She stared straight ahead as he climbed up beside her and took the reins. Of course he was polite. She could hear his kind voice in her mind, talking to people before Meeting, joking with Jacob at some gathering, soothing Abel as he taught him to ride.
The wagon jerked forward and he caught her arm. "Hey, better lean against me with that leg."
"Come on. I don't bite, Grace."
She inched a little nearer to him, careful to keep her leg propped on the front board. He encircled her shoulder with a strong arm, edging her flush against his side.
"You can't drive with one hand."
He laughed, a merry, rich sound from deep in his throat. "Grace, I could drive a horse blindfolded and using two toes. Don't worry. And, by the way, I picked that color out, you know."
"The blue. Your cast. I picked it out for you. Could have had green, but I thought it wouldn't go well with your dresses."
She stared down at the blue cast and forced herself to concentrate on the dull throbbing of her leg and the rhythmic sounds of the horse 's shoes striking the pavement. "It's vanity to think that way. It ... it doesn't matter what I wear or how I look."
He pulled her an inch closer. "Nee. It doesn't matter, Grace. It doesn't matter at all."
Seth wished the ride would last forever; she fit so perfectly within the circle of his arm. But he knew she was in pain, and more than that, he knew that she would not like what he was about to say.
"You know," he began in a matter-of-fact way, "you're going to need help, like the doctor said. Your place is so small, to get around with crutches and all. I thought that maybe you should stay—"
He glanced down at her. "What?"
"Nee, danki. Abel and I will be fine together."
He nodded. "Might be a challenge, though, keeping an eye on that boy at the start of a summer's fun." He knew the boy was jumpier than a fly on a string.
She seemed to hesitate, just for a split second. "I—we'll be fine."
Despite her response, he persisted. "You're quilting too, right? You'll need something rigged up so that you can keep that ankle elevated while you work."
"I'll figure it out."
"I have no doubt you can handle everything, Grace. But at least for a day or so—especially while you're taking the pain medicine—why don't you stay at our house? We can keep an eye on Abel, and you can go home feeling better."
She was wavering. He could see it in the set of her fine jaw-line and the pulse that throbbed in her throat.
"It really would be gut for Abel," he added. "I'll take him riding."
This final volley seemed to do the trick. She squared her shoulders beneath his arm. "It's late. I guess—for tonight only. If your mamm won't mind."
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This is a great addition to the A Patch of Heaven series, with the familiar characters we know and love. My teenage daughter reads these novels as well as I do, and we both enjoy the real characters and their abilities to make peace with their problems. I can't wait for the next one in the series, for surely there must be one; we can't leave Luke and Violet's story hanging!
I really enjoyed this Amish story. Could feel myself cringe at that young girl, Grace Raber, being forced into a marriage with a cruel man, Silas Beiler. When the book opens her living hell is over, her evil husband has died. She has begun a new life in Pine Creek PA. She does now have a young son, Able, who is Autistic. While she is working in the garden, a stone wall falls on her, she sends Able to the neighbors for help. So begins the relationship of Grace and Seth. One thing we see throughout the story is how Grace has been badly hurt, and her learning to accept love. You do see God working in all of their lives, and all they need to do is accept his Grace! Loved Alice...we meet her again. Although she is English, you want her to stay and be part of the family. Then their is Violet Raber, Grace's younger sister. She sees what she wants and not going to be stopped. You do feel while reading that their is evil lurking, is someone going to be hurt? Don't miss this great read, once you start you will not be able to put it down. I received this book through Thomas Nelson's Booksneeze Blogger Program, and was not required to give a positive review.
God's Grace! I have read all of Kelly Long's Amish fiction books. Threads of Grace grabbed me from page one and held me captive until the very last page. I read this book in one day and I can honestly tell you that I usually don't read a book that fast. I literally could NOT put this book down. Seth, Grace, Abel captured my heart. I wanted things to work out for them so bad. Little Abel was a precious little boy that touched the very core of my being. The author shows how God can take impossible situations and make them possible. Trust, Faith, Hope, Forgiveness can be seen through out the pages of this book. BUT, the most important lesson to be learned here is God's Grace. Without it we have nothing. I hope that there will be another book in this series. In my heart the story isn't finished; there is so much to tell yet. This book is definitely more than a 5 star book. I wish I could give it a 10! I hope if you are reading this review that you will pick up a copy of Threads of Grace. I promise you will not be disappointed. Thank you Kelly Long for taking my heart through so many emotions.
Threads of Grace***** by Kelly Long Grace Raber married at a young age to an older Amish man, Silas Beiler, to save her family's farm. Now, years later, she is widowed with a very young autistic son, Abel and has moved from Ohio to Pennsylvania in hopes to start a new life. Her new neighbor, Seth Wyse is drawn to Grace and Able and hopes she will come to love him too. Unforeseen news from Grace's past comes knocking at her door and Seth offers to marry her to protect her and Abel. Can Grace trust her new husband, or will he be abusive like her first husband? I loved this book. I love the way Seth gently loves Grace and Abel, giving them hope that there is healing after abuse. God's grace and love is woven within the story with a surprising outcome. ~~I received a copy of this book from the author for my honest review~~
This was my first novel by Kelly long. She is a treasure to find. The story of Grace tugged at my heart. How could her parents ask her to marry this awful Silas to pay off their debts. He abuses this young girl, isolated her from her sister an brothers . I felt so sad for Grace. The story begins after Silas's death Grace has escaped her community and is attempting a new life for her and her Autistic son, Abel when evil brother-in-lawTobias shows up and Grace marries Seth to save Abel. They grow in God's Grace and become a family. I enjoyed meeting Alice and Violet, Grace's sister who seeks out Grace after their parents die in a buggy accident. Not to give the story away, as Tobias threatens to harm Abel in order to get Grace but There is another story here about Tobias whose father drowned his puppy because he left a door open. And of course Violet and Luke's story. I liked the part about Abel having a special gift with horses or maybe he could help the vet. This was a great read. The bible scriptures were inspirational and makes this read even better! I am looking forward to my next Kelly Long Book!
Loved it! I have so far really enjoyed this series and was looking forward to this book and I was not disappointed. I was a little surprised to see that the story-line included another marriage before love idea but it was very enjoyable. What I liked: This book was well written and enjoyable. I liked how the touchy subject of spousal abuse was handled. I have read quite a few books dealing with this idea and this one is one of the best I have read. It just felt real. Grace had to deal with the pain of her past as well as fear for her future and I was cheering her on wanting her to find true love and happiness. Her son was also a great character even with his issues he was fun to read about and how he interacted and helped the story play out made this book great. I also liked Seth and how he had his own insecurities and how both Grace and her son helped him just as much as he helped them. What I did not like: As much as I liked the book I did have a few issues with how fast they got together and how Seth seemed kind of pushy to get the relationship to progress. The part about the Will and the requirements felt a little unbelievable which is why my rating was a little lower. Over all this was a very enjoyable book and I felt it wrapped up the series nicely. I highly recommend that you go back and read the first and second book before reading this one. I would definitely add this series to your reading list!
Threads of Grace is the story of an Amish woman, Grace Beiler, who was married off at a young age to save her family's farm and livelihood. In the opening of the novel, Grace is the newly-widowed mother of a nine-year-old boy with autism, and has just moved to a different Amish community than the one she grew up in. We are also introduced to Seth Wyse, a handsome and single neighbor who apparently harbors quite the crush on Grace. During the opening of the book, Seth is trying to decide just how to woo Grace while Grace is trying to decide how to steer clear of Seth's advances. Soon, Grace's brother-in-law arrives and reveals that Grace must be married within six months of her first husband's passing, or everything she has--including her son--go to her brother-in-law. Six months from her first husband's passing happens to be the day after her brother-in-law arrives. Seth offers to marry Grace and Grace, with no other choice, accepts. Before too long, Grace's mysterious past starts to come to light, and she and Seth must learn to trust each other as they face difficult decisions. Overall, I enjoyed this Threads of Grace. The book was a super quick read--I finished the book in two days and, with my three little ones, I have extremely limited reading time. I did find the character development to be a little weak, particularly for Seth's character; he went from being portrayed as the Amish-equivalent of a ladies' man to being devotedly and solely committed to Grace. I also felt a few of the ends were tied a little too neatly, perhaps because they were wrapped up too quickly. I found the story line to be original and entertaining, though, and the book was certainly worth the two days I gave it. Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from the publisher through the BookSneeze®.com book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”
This book is about learning to trust as well and love. This love story is made though hardships. Seth has fall in love with a girl named Grace and her son before she does. Grace need to learn to trust her new husband but before she can her brother in law comes to town. Her brother in law Tobis is there to make trouble for her and her son Abel. Steph does wait patient for the right time to ask her. That came when Grace brother in law come to town. There some in her last husband will that she must do or she lose a everything.
Grace is a sweet girl, who always puts the wishes and needs of others first. Even if the "others" are rather selfish. That's why she marries a man much older than she, and endures danger and abuse, to save the family farm. Than she finds herself widowed and the mother of a young, autistic son. She packs up and moves to Pennsylvania - to lead a seemingly quiet life. But, she brings a secret with her. She grabs the attention of Seth Wyse, a bachelor who never settles down. Until he meets Grace! When he shares his feelings with Grace she turns him down and remains firm, until her brother in law arrives. He brings up the will of Grace's deceased husband - which leaves everything to him if Grace does not remarry within a year. That deadline is 1 day away and the winner takes all... including Abel. The Smiles This book was good and well written. I loved reading it. I got it not knowing anything about it, I was desperate to get a book to review and settled on this out of the few left. But I was pleasantly surprised. This book kept me enthralled as this old fashioned love story unfolded. Seth's love and care of Grace and Abel is so sweet. His tender care for her special son is wonderful, and as they grow into a family you are pleased. The Frowns This book was a romance and, as such, there was kissing and courting. I was nervous about this at first, but was again pleasantly surprised. The "romance" was well handled and not offensive. Just be aware. :-) Score ~ ¿¿¿¿ Violence ~ 1 Indecency ~ 3 Language ~ None Age: 15 and Up
After reading books one and two in the A Patch of Heaven series in just two days—I was really eager to pick up Threads of Grace. I had a feeling that this book would continue with Seth’s story and I was not disappointed. These books are absolutely fantastic and Kelly Long is quickly becoming a favorite for me as she’s very unique and paints a vivid romance with real emotion. About the Story: Seth has taken an interest in a young widow, Grace. Grace is the mother of a young autistic boy that Seth has also taken up with. Grace has a secret however and she’s determined never to marry again—that is until her brother in law shows up and begins to threaten her. Seth offers to marry Grace and she accepts out of desperation. Though their marriage was rushed, Seth truly cares for Grace and he is determined to heal the wounds of Grace’s past. Only, he has no idea just how deep these wounds go nor of the horrors that this young woman has faced in her lifetime. Though this book was fiction there were times when my heart nearly broke for this young woman. This book was so touching and heart wrenching. Unfortunately, domestic abuse exists in all religions and in all walks of life and this book certainly had a dark undertone of abuse and despair. There was also hope though—hope for women who have suffered from domestic violence and emotional abuse. I was so happy with this book and with the conclusion. There were no false pretenses of hope for an abusive partner and instead focused on other hopes and truths. I really hope that there will be more books in the A Patch of Heaven series! Disclosure of Material Connection: I received this book free from the publisher through the BookSneeze®.com book review bloggers program. I was not required to write a positive review. The opinions I have expressed are my own. I am disclosing this in accordance with the Federal Trade Commission’s 16 CFR, Part 255 : “Guides Concerning the Use of Endorsements and Testimonials in Advertising.”
Of the handful of Amish fiction books I've read recently, this was by far my favorite. To me, it has the perfect mix of romance, mystery, and love in a well-written and organized package. In the book, Seth and Grace both have secrets, with Grace's being more painful and difficult to overcome. Smitten with her the moment he sees her, Seth helps Grace in an unconventional manner when her past comes back to haunt her. Add in the fact that Grace's son is autistic, and the challenge is even greater. There are two side storylines - one involving Grace's younger sister, Violet, and one involving Grace attempting to help a young girl named Kate - that I don't feel are fully resolved by the end of the book. This is only problem I have with the book. If you enjoy Amish romance, you're not likely to be disappointed with this book. Note: I received a review copy of this book from the publisher, Thomas Nelson.