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When an Amish widow and widower, against all odds, start to fall in love, will they have the faith to risk their hearts a second time?


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After Katie Fisher’s husband and young son are killed in a house fire, the young Amish widow returns to her parents’ home broken-hearted with her faith in shambles. Katie can never imagine herself marrying again. But when 31-year-old Amish widower, Joseph Lapp, comes to Katie’s district church service looking to hire an honest woman to help him take care of his three active, rambunctious children, Katie takes the plunge and accepts the position. Katie quickly finds herself falling in love with Joseph’s children, and though Katie and Joseph cannot spend time together unsupervised due to the strict tenants of their Ordnung, the widow and widower find themselves growing closer in spirit as well. But when a new tragedy threatens the fragile future Katie and Joseph have begun to build, will the couple have the faith to risk a second chance at love?

Find out in Lancaster County Second Chances, Book 1 of the Amish Second Chances series.

Listen to Chapter One in this video or scroll down to read Chapter One below:

Chapter One

Katie Olsen looked out the kitchen window. The sun was just coming up, and everyone but her mamm and younger sister were already out in the fields. It was spring, and the rising sun spread its beams over soft brown earth, ready for planting. The landscape was the same as she remembered.  The gentle hills of her Lancaster County home seemed to be forever rolling away to the horizon.  It had always been a comforting view.

She picked at the white cotton tablecloth with her fingers.  It was the same familiar table cloth she had used as a child – the hand sewn border, the faint stain from the strawberry accident, the little uneven nubs that she had loved to rub with her fingers.

This plain white farmhouse still looked just the same as it had when she was six years old. The massive gray barn had seemed endless then, and it still looked huge. The freshly-tilled earth would soon be filled with movement and color and sound.

This farm had been her home. She had felt so comfortable in it, as if she herself had been a young plant springing up from her daed’s fields. She had grown from this soil, like the oak trees overshadowing the house. Like her mamm’s roses. Like the wheat that swayed and whispered secrets to the lavender twilight. Once, her world had been as safe and predictable as bud and bloom and harvest.  It had seemed to her that nothing would ever change.

But everything had changed. She was 26 now. The familiar white farmhouse wasn’t her home any longer. It was her parents’ home.

The tablecloth, the house, the barn, the oak trees, and even the rolling hills, all of them belonged to the child she had been, not the young woman she had become.

For the past three months, she had been an increasingly uncomfortable guest in her parents’ home.

Maybe even a burden.

Of course, her mamm and daed would never put it that way. And she did her best to help them around the house and with her little sister and brother.

But still.

Katie’s fingertip raised the corner of a paper lying underneath her breakfast plate. Her mamm had “forgotten” it there this morning.

It was an Amish advertising circular. The headline read: Young Widowed Men Interested in Remarriage.

A cheerful voice interrupted Katie’s thoughts.

“Why such a sad face, Katze?”

Katie pulled her lips into a smile and turned to face her 10-year-old sister, Bett.

“No sad face for you, Bett.” She pulled her blonde giggle box of a sister into her arms and smiled. “Come, I will help you with your chores.”

They walked out to the chicken coop and roused the hens. Katie had always liked gathering eggs – the sleepy, blinking hens, the feel of their soft feathers, the warm, smooth eggs.

Bett was skipping in her joy. “I’m glad you’re back, Katze,” she was saying, calling Katie by the nickname everyone in her family used. Bett’s blue eyes were full of affection.

Katie stopped gathering eggs momentarily. She bit her lip. She wished she could say, I am glad to be back, but that would have been a lie, and she already had too many sins on her soul.

“I’m glad you are pleased,” was what she said.

“Everyone is pleased,” Bett nattered on. “Last Sunday I heard Mr. Hershberger say that you have a pleasing countenance and that you are a diligent worker. And Mr. Beiler said that he’s glad you’re back, and that it’s a good thing.”

Bett dug a toe into the dirt and smiled shyly up at Katie.

“I think they like you,” she added, in a conspiratorial tone.

Katie stifled an impatient exclamation. Mr. Hershberger was 20 years her elder. He was bald and fat and had an ungovernable temper. And Mr. Beiler was 70 if he was a day and as shriveled as a stick. The last thing in the world she wanted was to attract the attention of men like Mr. Hershberger and Mr. Beiler.

Or, really, the attention of any man.

She closed her eyes and counted slowly to ten before saying, “I think that’s all for now, Bett. Let’s take these back.”

Bett giggled and skipped along beside her. “I can’t wait until I’m your age, Katze,” she confided, “and all the men are asking after me.”

Katie said nothing in reply, but she was wishing with all her soul that she could somehow revert to her sister’s age and once again be a freckled, laughing child.


At dinner that night, the table was laden with baked bread and butter, beans and bacon, ham, baked potatoes, apple pie topped with cheese. It was good, solid farmhouse cooking, some of which Katie had made herself, but she had no appetite.

Katie’s mamm shot her husband a glance. He straightened in his chair and cleared his throat.

“Are you feeling ill, Katze?” he rumbled.

“No, Daed,” she replied.

“Eat, then.”

She dutifully picked up a forkful of potatoes and put it into her mouth.

Katie retreated to bed immediately after dinner, pleading a throbbing head. Her parents had put her in her old bedroom. It still looked much the same as it had – the bare wooden floor, the plain single bed next to the big window overlooking the fields, the same starburst quilt that her grandmother had made for her when she born, with its red, blue, and green.

Even her old toys were still there – the old cotton doll and the stuffed bear that she had worn to shreds, all still lying at the bottom of the quilt chest at the foot of her bed.

There was the prayer book she had used as a child, still with her childish scrawls inside.

The old bedroom should have been a reassuring haven, but for Katie, it was oddly jarring – a reminder of what she wasn’t anymore, and could never be again.

Just as she had always done, she knelt down beside the bed for her evening prayers. As a child, it had been easy and natural for her to pray to God. She had felt His presence everywhere. But tonight, she found no words to say. Now, she didn’t feel His presence at all.

She had not felt His presence for months. Sometimes, in her darkest moments, she even feared that God had…

The sound of a soft knock at Katie’s bedroom door ended her devotions. Katie rose and opened the door to find her mamm standing outside. The candlelight touched her braided brown hair with gold.

“May I come in?”

“Of course.” Katie sat down on the bed and patted the space beside her. Katie’s mamm sat down quickly and put an arm around her. Her eyes looked worried.

“I shouldn’t have left that advertisement on the table. I think I’ve upset you,” she said softly. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to.”

“You have a right,” Katie replied, looking down.

“It’s not about our rights,” her mamm corrected quickly. “Your daed and I, we just want to see you smile again. To come back again, just a little bit.” She smoothed a tendril of Katie’s soft brown hair back from her face. “It was too soon, maybe.”

“You’re not the only ones,” Katie told her, with an unhappy grimace. “Bett told me today that Mr. Hershberger and Mr. Beiler were asking after me,” Katie added, wrinkling her nose.

Her mamm burst out laughing and hugged her close. “Then I don’t blame you for picking at your food tonight.” She smiled. “It would trouble me, too.”

Katie smiled in spite of herself, and her mamm laughed again. “There,” she said tenderly, lifting Katie’s chin. “That’s what I was looking for. My Katze.”

Suddenly everything that had happened, everything that she had lost, welled up in Katie’s heart. “Oh, Mamm!” she cried, and sobbed as her mamm made soothing noises and rocked her back and forth like a child.

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  • Publisher: Global Grafx Press (January 4, 2015)
  • Publication Date: January 4, 2015
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  • Language: English
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Customer Reviews

One of the best of its kind I’ve ever read

8 people found this helpful.
 on August 15, 2016
By L Miller
I’m from the Lancaster area of Pennsylvania, a farm girl myself though not Amish. Like many of my friends, I took the Amish for granted, figuring that they were probably other places too. They were organic farmers before that was an issue in food production. They’re hard workers, and big on the orderly life. I admired that. I’ve met a few Amish people from Indiana and Ohio and from the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia, and many old order Amish in the mountains of Mexico. Writers and others can make the mistake of reducing Amish people and their lifestyle to simplest terms. They often make them out to be angelic, simple folk, happy to quilt, cook bake and serve the Englische tourists, I have found them to be like most other people I meet–some look down their noses at the rest of the world, some gossip, but no more than most of the rest of the members of the human race. This tells the story of two Amish adults needing a second chance in their lives, and how they come together to work that out. It is part of a series, and I note the previews of the other books deal to some extent with the usual Amish romance issues, especially concerning rumspringa (and note this is not the Deutsch spelling of that word. I don’t know it). I have known (especially in college) many Amish people on their separation from the Amish way of life (rumspringa). I never knew one to get pregnant. I never knew one whose family shunned them (whether they were supposed to or not) if they chose not to return to the Amish Order. I did know a lot of guys who loved their chance to get and use a car. And I know others, teens and adults, who use technology to conduct business with the English. I’ve never noted them to sneak cell phones and laptops home to use there. In fact, many of them find all that stuff is not as wonderful as they hoped, and they often get frustrated with the idiosyncracies of predictive text or the problems with cell phone reception, just as I do, and as others (particularly country people, to far out to get ‘flawless’ performance out of wireless stuff).


 on August 17, 2017
By Kindle Customer
This book felt more like a short story instead of a full book. It was read quickly, in less than two days. The book ended just as it should have began to tell the real story of Katie’s second chance.

Interesting characters and plot.

 on January 10, 2018
By Barbara W
This is a short book (maybe should be called a novella). The story is good and has interesting characters, but both could have been given a lot more depth and detail. I enjoy getting into the story and I hate to have it end so quickly. The following book in the series does continue the story, but I would rather have a longer book. I did enjoy reading it and would recommend to anyone who likes the shorter novella style, or buy the box set of the series and then you will have the complete story.


 on September 25, 2016
By cymom9324 7
Lancaster County Second Chances was an enjoyable read. I don’t usually read books that are a part of a series. I prefer books that are stand alone, if I had know this was a series about the same people I would not have read it. More characters will be added but once I reach the end of a story I don’t like to have to get another book to finish. This would have been better as a full length novel with the other important characters add as the story develope. If you enjoy series then go ahead and read this first book as I know you will enjoy it.

Joy Comes in the Morning

One person found this helpful.
 on April 21, 2016
By JC Ellis
Sometimes the circumstances that come into our lives are so tragic and so painful it’s hard to receive the comfort God promises us through the Holy Spirit, but He promises that joy will come in the morning; He will cause all of the tragedy to work for our good. Joseph and Katie’s story and others like It are good reminders for us as well as enjoyable ways to spend an afternoon.

Perfect Title

 on January 28, 2016
By Christy
I chose this story/novella because if its synopsis. The synopsis and description if the story drew me in and I felt compelled to read it. I felt like I was actually there in the story, living the experiences that lead female character Katie had lived through. I wan to read the remaining stories in this series. Well written Ms Price.

A beautiful story.

One person found this helpful.
 on February 27, 2017
By Kindle Customer
A short, but good story. It shows how when your heart is heavy with the loss of someone dear, it really helps you to help someone in the same circumstance.

Lancaster county Second Chances

 on August 14, 2017
By fred
This is a wonderful book about the lives of people that are different than most of us, but in a beautiful way.

Awesome book and hard to put down once you start reading.

 on November 15, 2016
By Joyce B Clatterbuck
I enjoyed this book so much. I like reading about the Amish community. When she had moved back home after losing her husband and son in a fire, she was devastated. She felt as if God had let her down. She met a man that had lost his wife and had 4 young children. She got a Jon taking care of his children and his home and after a while they fell in love. She had thought that God had forsaken until an act of nature happened and God had protected her and the children. This is a must read to find out what happens. Highly recommended.

Your book 1 of the series was an amazing change. The characters

 on November 4, 2017
By bet
This is my first book to read by Ruth Price, and I can hardly wait for more! I only read Christian books, and yet many of those are silly, foolish, or the atrocious spelling errors make me wonder why an author couldn’t take time for proofing? Your book 1 of the series was an amazing change . The characters, and their feelings, were so real-to-life that I was disappointed to reach the end. So glad to have a series to look forward to reading. Thank you!
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