As Jarred watched Rachel from his rearview mirror, he took a swig of soda and placed the can to the cup holder in-between the cloth bucket seats. He’d made his case for more recovery time. He checked his watch and accelerated before flipping on the cruise control and checked his watch.
As usual, he was running behind. He drove with his right hand on the wheel and his left forearm propped comfortably on the opened window. When the bright sun reappeared from underneath of a large fluffy cloud, he pulled down his visor and slipped on his sunglasses.
He enjoyed the open countryside, trying to relax while he passed corn and bean fields. The scene should have provided some sort of comfort. But inside, he shook with uncertainty. He couldn’t take seeing Rachel so sad. And he’d asked her to call him by his first name. Why?
It just felt right.
Rachel Kauffman and Jarred Zimmerman seem to have nothing in common. She’s the outgoing youngest of a large, close-knit Amish clan, and longs to raise a brood of her own near those she loves. Estranged from his family by tragedy, Jarred is a young veterinarian who trusts the animals he heals far more than he trusts people. However, when Rachel’s beloved horse falls ill, Jarred’s struggles to save him show Rachel he’s a man who cares deeply. And the respect he feels for her gentle warmhearted ways soon becomes an irresistible bond…
When Rachel tries to help Jarred reunite with his parents, it is an unexpected blessing—with one complication. If he takes this chance to put his past to rest, it could separate him and Rachel for good. Now, with prayer, love—and her hope chest’s small miracles—Jarred and Rachel must find the courage to reconcile their wishes into a joyous life together.
“Written with tenderness and simplicity.” —New York Times bestselling author Joan Wester Anderson, on Rebecca’s Bouquet