An Amish Rain

By Monica Marks

Home is the last place investigative journalist Lovina wants to be. It's been years since she went away on Rumspringa and never returned home...until she had to come back for her father's funeral. Intrigued by a discovery of human remains found near a pond in the Amish town, she is shocked when Luke, her childhood sweetheart, is named as the primary suspect...With loyalty to her friend, she vows to clear his name. But the man against her is an attractive sheriff named Matthew whose convinced Luke is a murderer. Lovina uncovers inconsistencies in the sheriff's investigation but cannot help but fall for the man who wants her childhood sweetheart behind bars...Can Lovina find the real killer and find her second chance at romance before a town full of secrets consumes her all over again?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Trellis Publishing
• Release date: Jul 12, 2021
• ISBN: 9798201358877

Book preview

Lovey, heads up! Luke cried but the warning came too late. The volleyball rushed toward her and even a spike out of the question by the time she realized it was on her. The ball fell harmlessly to the ground as the other team cheered for the point.

Dunner uns Gewidder, she mumbled, shaking her blonde braid in disgust. I should have had that!

Language! Luke laughed, embarrassment coloring his cheeks at the words. It is only a game, Lovey. You take it so seriously.

Isn’t everything about this place serious? Lovina muttered sullenly. What is the point if not to win?

Luke cast her a wary look, sensing her irate mood.

What has gotten into you lately? Luke demanded, folding his arms over his chest.

As if you don’t know, she thought but she didn’t speak the words aloud. That wasn’t the time or place for such a conversation.

Nix, she sighed. Get back in your position. Who’s serving?

Bring back old memories? Jason asked in a slightly mocking tone and jarring her back into the vehicle. Lovina pulled her eyes away from the schoolyard and grimaced slightly.

A little too many old memories, she replied shortly, dropping an aloof mask over her face.

One of these days, you’re going to have to run me through a day in the Amish life.

And one of these days, you’ll have to run me through a day in the life of an entitled son, she shot back with more anger than she had intended. Jason’s dark eyes shadowed to a near black and his hands tightened around the steering wheel but to Lovina’s relief, he stopped talking for the moment.

That wasn’t very nice, she chided herself, stifling a sigh. He wasn’t being a total jerk.

Still, Lovina knew that Jason Kinney