The Amish Nanny's Sweetheart

Judith picked a bit of lint off the quilt they were sitting on. “He asked, and I told him we could walk together, but we’re not courting.”

“Why not?”

“Two reasons.” Judith ticked them off on her fingers. “One, he isn’t Amish.”

“But he could be, right?”

“I’m not going to keep company with anyone who isn’t Amish.”

“I would, if he was part of the community. It isn’t much different than seeing an Amish boy who isn’t baptized yet, is it?”

Judith shifted on the bed. She hadn’t thought of that.

“Two, I’m not going to pay attention to only one boy. Not yet.”

Esther nodded. “All right. I can understand that, because I feel the same way. I don’t want to tie myself down just yet. There will be plenty of time for that later.”

Judith laced her fingers around one knee. “Unless the right boy comes along. How is Thomas Weaver?”

“He still only has eyes for Ida Mae.”

Ever since Ida Mae had moved from Ohio with Mary to live with Aunt Sadie, the most popular boy in the Shipshewana church had ignored all the girls except her.

“Have you gone to any of the Singings in Shipshewana, yet?”

Esther nodded. “We’ve had two since you moved, and both of them were a lot of fun.”

“Does anyone special take you?”

Esther grinned. “You know how protective our brother is. Samuel made me promise to only ride with him for the first few times.”

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