Meghan Carver - Amish Country Amnesia

His past is a mystery to everyone...

except for the men trying to kill him

When a snowmobile accident leaves a man injured and with no memory, Amish widow Sarah Burkholder and her young daughter rescue him. Even as Sarah’s feelings for him grow, they discover unknown assailants are after him—and Sarah and her little girl for helping him. But if he can remember who he is, he might just save all their lives.

By sixth grade, MEGHAN CARVERknew she wanted to write. After a degree in English from Millikin University, she detoured to law school, completing a Juris Doctorate from Indiana University. She then worked in immigration law and taught college-level composition. Now she homeschools her six children with her husband. When she isn’t writing, homeschooling or planning another travel adventure, she is active in her church, sews and reads.

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Amish Country Amnesia

Meghan Carver

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ISBN: 978-1-474-08597-7

AMISH COUNTRY AMNESIA

© 2018 Meghan Carver

Published in Great Britain 2018

by Mills & Boon, an imprint of HarperCollins Publishers 1 London Bridge Street, London, SE1 9GF

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“Look.” Sarah’s whisper was laced with panic. One of the men blocked their exit.

Sarah dashed down another hallway. John followed close behind as the sound of the men’s shoes clumping on the floor seemed to get closer.

Around the corner, a door loomed. Sarah grabbed for the handle. “Out?”

“Yes. Go!”

Outside, he followed Sarah around the closest corner and to the back of a brick building.

“There.” He pointed across the lot. “Behind the evergreens.”

They ducked behind the trees. A small break afforded a protected view of a portion of the parking lot. John leaned forward. Through the needles, he watched a car cruise by. Their pursuers scanned both sides of the parking lot, but as far as John could tell, they didn’t have any idea where he and Sarah had gone.

Sarah was trembling, and he took her hand to steady her as he motioned for her to get down. But just as he lowered himself to his knees next to her, the vehicle stopped directly in front of their hiding place.

Dear Reader,

Thank you for reading my first Amish suspense. It was a thrill to write, and I pray it was a thrill to read.

John had quite a struggle with his memory loss and his faith. Even though there wasn’t much he could do to jog his memory, his faith just needed a little encouragement. Isn’t that the way it is sometimes? I know there have been moments in my life in which I knew what to do, but I appreciated encouragement. The Lord is there, through His Word and through prayer.

As she ran for her life, Sarah struggled with the constant reminder of the fleeting nature of existence. I admire her determination to take life a day at a time and trust Gott in all things. She learned to number her days as God revealed to her that He did not want her to be miserable after the death of her husband. God has good things in store for us, and she determined to rejoice in each day.

I would be honored to hear from you. You can visit my website at www.MeghanCarver.com, where you can sign up for my author newsletter, or email me at MeghanCCarver@gmail.com. If you’re on Facebook, I’d like to be your friend at Facebook.com/MeghanCarver. If you wish to write on good old-fashioned stationery, you can send it to me c/o Love Inspired Books, 195 Broadway, 24th Floor, New York, NY 10007.

Many blessings to you,

Meghan Carver

So teach us to number our days,

that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom.

—Psalms 90:12

To readers of Amish fiction and stories that explore the miracle of faith, and to readers of suspense and stories that keep you up at night with a chill up your spine. I pray you find this a compelling blend of both.

Contents

Cover

Back Cover Text

About the Author

Booklist

Title Page

Copyright

Introduction

Dear Reader

Bible Verse

Dedication

ONE

TWO

THREE

FOUR

FIVE

SIX

SEVEN

EIGHT

NINE

TEN

ELEVEN

TWELVE

THIRTEEN

FOURTEEN

FIFTEEN

SIXTEEN

SEVENTEEN

EIGHTEEN

NINETEEN

EPILOGUE

Extract

About the Publisher

ONE

Jedediah Miller jerked to the left on the snowmobile, barely skittering it around a stand of barren trees and praying for a fork in the trail up ahead. His hands slipped inside his gloves, and he hitched up his grip on the handlebars. Those two men were following too closely for safety or common courtesy.

On the other side of the trees, his two pursuers edged closer. Jed’s heart thumped stronger under his snowmobile suit, and he leaned into the machine, urging it to go faster. A small hill quickly approached, and he flew over it, the skis losing contact with the ground for a moment. As he crashed back down, adrenaline beat through him, his pulse speeding to the thrum of the snowmobile.

The rev of the snowmobiles behind him pushed him on, to a speed that he was sure was not intended for the trail. A speed he wasn’t sure he could manage much longer. These guys drove like professionals, but he was only a casual snowmobiler, saving it for his time off. Trees zipped past him on both sides, and he would have admired the quiet stillness, the hushed beauty of a winter in northern Indiana, the gentle snow-covered hills and the barren trees reaching for every bit of sunshine possible in the muted sky, if not for the two jackals behind him and their mad race.