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Informationen zum Autor Rosalind Lauer is the author of A Simple Winter and A Simple Spring . She grew up in a large family in Maryland and began visiting Lancaster County’s Amish community as a child. Lauer attended Wagner College in New York City and worked as an editor for Simon & Schuster and Harlequin Books. She now lives with her family in Oregon, where she writes in the shade of some towering two-hundred-year-old Douglas fir trees. Klappentext For fans of Cindy Woodsmall and Beverly Lewis, Rosalind Lauer's Seasons of Lancaster novel A Simple Autumn is a wonderful Amish story about two brothers navigating through the troubled waters of love. A LOVE THAT REMAINS HIDDEN, A FORK IN A THORNY ROAD Jonah King has no desire to leave his close-knit community. All his hopes and dreams lie in Lancaster County, and many of them revolve around his longtime love for Annie Stoltzfus. For years he's been trying to get her to see what burns inside his heart, yet he remains all but invisible to her. Annie's beautiful eyes reflect only her affection for Jonah's older brother-and her sadness when he chooses another. Jonah knows that he must speak up, but when he's around Annie his calm, capable demeanor flees, leaving him tongue-twisted and awkward. Gabe King has been courting schoolteacher Emma Lapp for months, but she insists on keeping their relationship secret. Emma embraces her duty to set a good example for her pupils, but Gabe is in his rumspringa and still wild at heart, riding motorbikes and unwilling to cut his ties to the outside world. Much to Emma's deep sorrow, it appears that she and Gabe are choosing different paths. As swirling leaves of orange and gold dance across the countryside, two brothers must find the courage and faith to reconcile their heritage and their hearts. A beautiful story that explores the clarity of true love, A Simple Autumn is a bounty for heart and soul.9780345526755|excerpt Lauer / A SIMPLE AUTUMN PART ONE Secrets Ask, and it shall be given you; Seek, and ye shall find; Knock, and it shall be opened unto you. —Matthew 7:7 one September A lull covered the congregation like a warm blanket. The preacher had been talking about faith for so long that his voice was now a gentle hum in the back of Jonah’s mind. Now was the time. Jonah King knew that church wasn’t meant for ogling people, but it wasn’t often these days that he was under the same roof as Annie Stoltzfus. He turned his head, just a few inches, to find her among the women seated on the other side of the barn. There she was . . . Her face was framed by golden hair twisted back and tucked under her Kapp. Her blue eyes flashed his way, quick as lightning, and he looked away quickly. All it took was one quick glance to get hope frolicking in his chest. Ya, he had it bad. Here he was, a grown man, and his heart got to racing at the sight of a girl. But there had always been something special about Annie. She wasn’t quiet and agreeable like most Amish girls. Annie was stubborn and spirited and willful. She loved to laugh, and she would stand face-to-face with a player twice her size in a volleyball game. Annie could hang tough; he knew that from years of skating with her on the pond or playing board games with his sister Mary and her. But when it came to children, Annie melted like butter. The little ones were her soft spot, the true way to her heart. Ya, Annie Stoltzfus was no ordinary Amish girl, and it was all the things that made her so different that pulled Jonah to her time and again. Of course, he never spoke about it. No one in his family knew that Annie Stoltzfus had hooked him ever since they were kids. How many years had he watched her and waited, hoping she’d notice him? They had learned their lessons together in the ...
