Under bright blue skies, wedding bells ring—fulfilling
sweet dreams, impossible wishes, and joyous new beginnings
THE RELUCTANT GROOM
Spirited Suvie Newswenger has three
marriage proposals—but not from the man she truly loves.
matter how lonely widower Aaron Beachy is, he seems
determined to stay that way forever. Now, with help from
matchmaking great-grandparents, Suvie will do whatever it
takes to rekindle Aaron’s hope—and spark happiness for a
Madeline Lehman fears her fiancé’s family
will never accept her because of her rebellious sister.
She’s postponed her wedding to Joshua Stutzman until they
see the truth. But when Maddie adopts her sister’s
baby, can she and Joshua find a way to unite their
through forgiveness as well as love?
WEDDING IN PARADISE
Schmucker longs to be a bride. And she knows her
nieces just wanted to help when they “chose” Abel Weaver
her. But he’s the last man in the world she’d ever marry.
There’s no way her independence and his stubbornness could
ever get along—unless a sudden crisis somehow leads to
understanding . . . and love.
“Where’s Aaron?” Felty said, studying her face with a
perceptive gleam in his eye, like he could tell the
difference between tears and rain. “Is he out nursing his
Suvie didn’t know what to say. She was probably their
first matchmaking failure, and they’d feel bad about it,
even if it wasn’t their fault. They’d been given so little
to work with. “He, uh, he doesn’t want to look for
Anna frowned and got the same gleam in her eye that Felty
had. “What has he done now?”
Suvie couldn’t keep the hitch from her voice, no matter
how hard she tried. “Nothing.” Except leave her standing
in the rain with nothing to show for it but a thoroughly
broken heart and an unfinished box of graham crackers.
Anna clucked her tongue. “Did he try to share his bran
flakes with you? That’s enough to scare any girl off. What
good are bran flakes except to keep him regular?”
“Maybe he likes that they keep him regular,” Felty said.
“No girl wants a boy who isn’t regular.”
Anna huffed out an impatient breath. “What’s romantic
about being regular?”
Felty took off his hat and scratched his head. “I don’t
know. I prefer prunes.”
The wrinkles puckered around Anna’s mouth. “That boy is
determined to scare girls off with his breakfast cereal.”
Suvie gave Anna a sad smile. “I didn’t see any bran flakes
Felty stroked his beard. “But he doesn’t want petunias.”
Suvie lowered her eyes. “No petunias.”
Anna clucked her tongue again. “Well, he’s not going to
catch a wife with bran flakes. Somebody needs to tell him
that being regular is not the least bit romantic.” Anna
let Felty help her into the buggy. “Ach, Felty. Sometimes
I think nobody would get married without our help. Die
youngie are so thick sometimes.”
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