An Amish Christmas

An Amish Christmas: A Novel

Audio Book (CD). Condición: Good. Unabridged. Product DescriptionMeg Hobart has everything: a happy marriage to a handsome, successful husband, a beautiful home in Charlotte, North Carolina, and three wonderful children. But it all comes crashing down around her the day she learns that her husband, James, has been living a lie-and has brought the family to financial ruin. Penniless and homeless, the Hobarts pack up what little they still possess and leave behind their golden life for good. But its not the material things Meg finds herself mourning. Instead, she misses the certainty that she should remain married to James, who has betrayed her trust so thoughtlessly. Worse, she is suddenly very aware of just how spoiled her children have become. Meg wonders what her family has really sacrificed in their pursuit of the American dream.A frightening twist of fate forces the Hobarts to take refuge with a kind Amish family in Pennsylvania, where they find themselves in a home with no computers, no cell phones, nothing the children consider fashionable or fun. Her uncooperative brood confined to the Amish world of hard work and tradition, their futures entirely uncertain, Meg fears she can never make her family whole again.Celebrating lifes simplest but most essential values, packed with laughter and tears, this is a story of forgiveness and the power of love. You will never forget the special moment in time that is An Amish Christmas.From the Hardcover edition.About the AuthorCynthia Keller lives in Connecticut with her husband and two children.Excerpt. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.Chapter 1Youre looking a little pathetic there, Mom.As her daughter, Lizzie, entered the kitchen, the words startled Meg from her reverie. Leaning on both elbows at the kitchens butcher-block island, shed been staring, unseeing, at the large tray of untouched cookies before her. She reached up to remove the tall witchs hat shed been wearing for the past two hours, and set it down beside the tray.Theyre such cute cookies, arent they? Meg asked her daughter in a wistful voice. Not one trick-or-treater this year. I cant believe it.Lizzie, her laptop computer tucked under one arm, paused to stare at her mothers handiwork. Dude, how long did it take you to make all these? Theyre insane.Dont call me dude, Meg responded automatically. I thought it would be fun to try something different. It wasnt a big deal.She had no intention of confessing to her fifteen-year-old how long the process had taken. After finally locating the correct chocolate cookies-the ones with the hollow centers-she had used icing to glue chocolate Kisses, points up, into the middles, then shed painstakingly drawn hatbands and bows with a tiny tube of red icing. The result was rows and rows of miniature witch hats. Adorable. They would end up being tossed into the bottomless pits that were the stomachs of her thirteen-year-old son, Will, and his friends.Honestly, why do you bother? Lizzies muffled voice came from inside their walk-in pantry closet. Meg knew her daughter was grabbing her favorite evening snack, two Pop-Tarts that she would eat right out of the foil package. No one cares. Its stupid.Meg quietly sighed. Maybe it was stupid to hang the tissue ghosts from the trees in their front yard. To carve the jack-o-lantern that was the centerpiece of the arrangement on the front steps, with hay, gourds, stuffed scarecrow, and all. Okay, so Lizzie and Will were too old for the giant figures of witches and goblins that shed taped on the windows. Lizzie was at some in-between stage, too cool to trick-or-treat but probably looking forward to next year, when some of the kids would have drivers licenses. Meg anticipated there would be parties at different houses, no doubt with alcohol involved; She wasnt looking forward to that phase. Will had also declined going from house to house this year, preferring to goof around with his buddies on someones driv. Nº de ref. del artículo: SONG0307751058

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