The Amish Christmas Matchmaker

“If it’s any consolation, I have family in Texas—Fort Worth. I’ve visited a few times. It’s not such a bad place to live.”

Annie shook her head and picked at the plate of food that Priscilla had pushed into her hand. “I need a plan.”

“Uh-oh.”

“What if Dat went through with it? I mean usually he doesn’t, but this time could be different. I’ve never seen him this focused before. He even checked out some books on Texas from the library. Spent some time on their computers looking things up too.”

“That does sound serious.”

“I need a plan to distract Levi.”

“What did you have in mind?”

“I don’t know. What are men interested in...” At that moment, a swell of laughter arose from the newlyweds’ table. Both Annie and Priscilla stuck their heads out of the trailer to see the bride blushing and the groom ducking his head.

“Women,” they said at the same time.

“That’s it.” Annie reached for her glass of tea and made her way down the trailer steps.

“Do you need help?” Priscilla called after her.

Annie turned so that she was walking backward. “You already helped. You gave me the idea.”

“I did?”

She made her way to an empty seat, sat down and enjoyed the plate of food. The chicken had not dried out, the vegetable casseroles were tasty and the bread practically melted in her mouth. She was a good cook, a good businesswoman, and she wasn’t going to lose everything she’d built to a guy who had stumbled into town with a dream.

It was later that afternoon before she had a chance to implement her plan. She and Priscilla had cleaned the dishes and made sure everything was ready for the evening meal. With nearly two hours before they had to do anything else, Priscilla decided to drive into town and do some shopping. Annie made her way to the pasture fence, where Beth’s parents kept their small herd of goats. They were playful animals. One stuck its nose through the fence when she approached, so she reached into her pocket and pulled out a piece of carrot.

“Now they’re going to stampede over here.” Levi walked up and crossed his arms on the top of the fence.

“Maybe that’s what I wanted.”

“A goat stampede?”

She dusted off her hands and shooed the goat away. “I saw you talking to Dat earlier.”

Levi raised his hands in surrender. “Not the way you think.”

“So you weren’t talking to him about Texas?”

“I didn’t bring it up. I told you I wouldn’t, and I didn’t.”

“But...”

“I didn’t say I wouldn’t answer questions. He brought it up because he had a few questions that cropped up from his reading.”

“And it didn’t hurt that a few other men were standing around listening.”

Now Levi smiled. “Come on, Annie. It’s why I’m here. You can’t fault me for that.”

“Except your plan could bankrupt my business.”

“Ten families moving wouldn’t affect you at all.”

She shook her head so hard that her kapp strings bounced back and forth. She had promised herself she wouldn’t get into an argument with him. That wasn’t her plan.

But she needed for him to see what was at stake.

Suddenly she thought of the brainstorming sessions she’d had with Priscilla, before they’d started Plain & Simple Weddings. Part of their initial challenge had been convincing families that they needed their services, and that in the end, it would be less expensive for them. She was up against the same sort of thing with Levi. He simply didn’t understand that he needed her services, and she wasn’t talking about catering.

Levi Lapp thought he needed a fresh start, but that wasn’t the case at all. When had moving away from your problems ever solved anything?

Levi didn’t need to move; he needed to believe in himself.

He needed to be able to envision his future here—in Goshen, Indiana.

He needed a woman, and she knew several that were available.

Annie cleared her throat and looked back toward her trailer. “Priscilla and I started our business three years ago.”

He seemed surprised at the change of subject, but he turned as she had and looked out at the trailer.

“She put up two-thirds of the initial money.”

“You mean buying the trailer?”

“It’s actually a mobile kitchen and cost a little more than twelve thousand dollars.”

Levi glanced at her in surprise. “Seriously?”

“Ya. Stoves, refrigerators and enough dishes for five hundred...not to mention the trailer itself and the licensing fees.”

“I had no idea.”

“We broke even the first year.”

“Wow.”

“She’s a gut partner too. Since she’s Englisch, she drives a truck that can pull the trailer. She can also order a lot of what we need wholesale on the computer.”

“You’re saying you two make a wunderbaar team. I can see that. You have every right to be proud of what you’ve done, Annie.”

“Pride goes before destruction as my mamm often reminds me, but I am pleased with our success. More importantly I enjoy what we do. I like making this...” She waved at the large group of people sprawled across the green yard—full, content, some of them growing sleepy. “I like making it all possible. I enjoy seeing others happily wed.”

“What about you?”

“Me?” Her thoughts scrambled for an answer to his question. It wasn’t the first time someone had asked her why she wasn’t married, but somehow it was different coming from Levi Lapp while he smiled at her with his cowboy hat tilted at an angle.