opinion—especially on something as important as buying a house.
Timothy cleared his throat, searching for the right words. “I…uh…think my wife and I need to talk about this, but we appreciate you taking the time to show us the place.”
Tom rubbed the top of his bald head. “Sure, no problem. Just don’t take too much time making a decision, because as nice as this place is, I don’t think it’ll be on the market very long.”
“We’ll get back to you as soon as we can.” Timothy ushered Hannah out the door and into Allen’s truck, where he’d been waiting for them.
“That didn’t take too long,” Allen said. “So, what’d you think of the house?”
Timothy glanced at Hannah, but she didn’t say a word—just sat with her hands folded in her lap, looking straight ahead.
“Well, uh…It’s a nice little house, but I’m not sure it’s the right one for us,” Timothy said. “I can see we’d be sinking a lot of money into the place just to enlarge it for our needs.”
Hannah released a lingering sigh. “Oh, Timothy, I totally agree.”
“You do?”
She nodded vigorously. “The place is way too small, and it’s so isolated out here. I wouldn’t think you’d want to be this far from your brothers either.”
A sense of relief flooded over Timothy. She was as disappointed in the place as he was. Even so, she was probably unhappy that they would have to continue living with Samuel for who knew how much longer.
“It’s okay,” he said, whispering in Hannah’s ear. “I’m sure some other place will come up for sale, and hopefully it’ll be closer to home.”
“Home?” She tipped her head and looked at him curiously.
“What I meant to say was, closer to Samuel and Titus’s homes.”
“It’ll need to be a much larger house and not so isolated.” Her lips compressed, and tiny wrinkles formed across her forehead. “I think I’d go crazy if we moved way out here.”
“Not to worry,” he said, resting his hand on her arm. “We’ll wait till we find just the right place. Anyway, we can consider this as a practice run in knowing what we need to look for. Live and learn, right?”
Hannah gave a quick nod; then she leaned her head against the seat and closed her eyes. Was she still hoping he’d give up on the idea of living in Kentucky and move back to Pennsylvania? Well, if she was, she could forget that notion.
C HAPTER 16
H annah glanced out the kitchen window and grimaced. It had started snowing last night and hadn’t let up at all. Christmas was just two weeks away, and if the weather turned bad, it could affect her folks’ plan to come for the holiday. Timothy’s parents were planning to come, too. In fact, their folks planned to hire a driver and travel together. Andy Paulsen, the driver they’d asked, was single, owned a nice-sized van, and had some friends who lived in Hopkinsville, so it was the perfect arrangement.
Hannah wondered if Timothy was as anxious to see his folks as she was hers. It was different for Timothy; he had family here. She didn’t. He never talked about home the way she did either, so maybe he was happy just being here, where he could see his twin brother and Samuel whenever he wanted. Despite a bit of competition between Timothy and Titus, they’d always been very close. Hannah remembered one evening when she and Timothy were courting that Titus, who liked to play pranks, had taken her home from a singing, pretending to be Timothy. Since it was dark and she couldn’t see his face well, he’d managed to fool her until they got to her house and one of the barn cats had rubbed against his leg when he was helping Hannah out of the buggy. He’d hollered at the cat and called it a stupid katz , something Timothy would never have done. Hannah knew right away that she’d ridden home with the wrong brother.
She chuckled as she thought about how she’d decided to play along with the joke awhile and had picked up the cat and thrust it into
Timothy cleared his throat, searching for the right words. “I…uh…think my wife and I need to talk about this, but we appreciate you taking the time to show us the place.”
Tom rubbed the top of his bald head. “Sure, no problem. Just don’t take too much time making a decision, because as nice as this place is, I don’t think it’ll be on the market very long.”
“We’ll get back to you as soon as we can.” Timothy ushered Hannah out the door and into Allen’s truck, where he’d been waiting for them.
“That didn’t take too long,” Allen said. “So, what’d you think of the house?”
Timothy glanced at Hannah, but she didn’t say a word—just sat with her hands folded in her lap, looking straight ahead.
“Well, uh…It’s a nice little house, but I’m not sure it’s the right one for us,” Timothy said. “I can see we’d be sinking a lot of money into the place just to enlarge it for our needs.”
Hannah released a lingering sigh. “Oh, Timothy, I totally agree.”
“You do?”
She nodded vigorously. “The place is way too small, and it’s so isolated out here. I wouldn’t think you’d want to be this far from your brothers either.”
A sense of relief flooded over Timothy. She was as disappointed in the place as he was. Even so, she was probably unhappy that they would have to continue living with Samuel for who knew how much longer.
“It’s okay,” he said, whispering in Hannah’s ear. “I’m sure some other place will come up for sale, and hopefully it’ll be closer to home.”
“Home?” She tipped her head and looked at him curiously.
“What I meant to say was, closer to Samuel and Titus’s homes.”
“It’ll need to be a much larger house and not so isolated.” Her lips compressed, and tiny wrinkles formed across her forehead. “I think I’d go crazy if we moved way out here.”
“Not to worry,” he said, resting his hand on her arm. “We’ll wait till we find just the right place. Anyway, we can consider this as a practice run in knowing what we need to look for. Live and learn, right?”
Hannah gave a quick nod; then she leaned her head against the seat and closed her eyes. Was she still hoping he’d give up on the idea of living in Kentucky and move back to Pennsylvania? Well, if she was, she could forget that notion.
C HAPTER 16
H annah glanced out the kitchen window and grimaced. It had started snowing last night and hadn’t let up at all. Christmas was just two weeks away, and if the weather turned bad, it could affect her folks’ plan to come for the holiday. Timothy’s parents were planning to come, too. In fact, their folks planned to hire a driver and travel together. Andy Paulsen, the driver they’d asked, was single, owned a nice-sized van, and had some friends who lived in Hopkinsville, so it was the perfect arrangement.
Hannah wondered if Timothy was as anxious to see his folks as she was hers. It was different for Timothy; he had family here. She didn’t. He never talked about home the way she did either, so maybe he was happy just being here, where he could see his twin brother and Samuel whenever he wanted. Despite a bit of competition between Timothy and Titus, they’d always been very close. Hannah remembered one evening when she and Timothy were courting that Titus, who liked to play pranks, had taken her home from a singing, pretending to be Timothy. Since it was dark and she couldn’t see his face well, he’d managed to fool her until they got to her house and one of the barn cats had rubbed against his leg when he was helping Hannah out of the buggy. He’d hollered at the cat and called it a stupid katz , something Timothy would never have done. Hannah knew right away that she’d ridden home with the wrong brother.
She chuckled as she thought about how she’d decided to play along with the joke awhile and had picked up the cat and thrust it into
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