unique rich appearance.â
âThank you.â Rebecca dipped her head slightly and carefully placed her cabinet on a bench.
William motioned in front of him. âThis must be a yearâs worth of work.â He paused. âItâs funny.â
âWhat?â
âIâve been thinking a lot. Too much, maybe. I donât care what the circumstances were. Dad should have taken me with him. How could he have left me behind, Rebecca?â
The serious expression on Williamâs face and the tone of his voice told her he wanted to talk. She glanced at the wooden bench next to a nearby wall and motioned. âCome on.â
William followed her. They sat next to each other and Rebecca turned to him. âIâm sure that leaving wasnât an easy decision. Carrying out Miriamâs wishes must have been terribly important to Daniel.â
âI donât care. If he couldnât take me with him, he shouldnât have gone.â
âBut thereâs nothing we can do to change what already happened.â
As William looked down at the floor, Rebecca nudged him. When their eyes met, she darted him a wry smile. âLiving in Arthur wasnât all bad, was it?â
He looked at her to continue.
âIf youâd moved, you wouldnât be with me. And I donât know what I would have done without you to carry my schoolbooks.â
He grinned. In a soft voice, he responded, âI know. You can never have everything, can you? And youâre the most important person in my life. But I feel cheated that I had no father or mother. Am I wrong to think that way?â
Rebecca paused to consider the question. âWilliam, itâs not a perfect world. God has presented an opportunity to get to know Daniel. Make the most of it. At least youâre playing a role in his life.â
âJah. âCause he needs me.â
She frowned.
He pushed out a regretful sigh. âYou always see the glass half-full.â
âThatâs what Old Sam tells me to do, William.â
âYouâre right. Ya know?â
She raised a brow.
âI feel good about helping him, Rebecca.â
âAnd your parents appreciate it. By the way, I really like them. Danielâs a bit gruff sometimes, but he isnât well. His intentions are good. And Beth has gone out of her way to make me feel at home.â
The clicking of the door handle made them turn. âWilliam Conrad?â
âJah.â William stood and walked toward the entrance where a middle-aged man waved a hand. Rebecca followed.
In a friendly voice, the man introduced himself. âHenry Kreggs. And this hereâs my daughter, Natalie.â He closed the door, and they stepped inside. âI hope you donât mind us coming in. Beth gave us permission.â
When they met, William extended his hand and introduced Rebecca. She had never met Henry Kreggs, but knew exactly who he was from the customer list. He was Danielâs biggest client. And his order of fifty cabinets was for the family mansion he was building.
Henry shoved his hands deep into his pockets. âI was in the neighborhood and thought Iâd drop by to see how things were coming along. Word has it that Danielâs under the weather. Howâs he doing?â
William gave a slight nod. âHeâll be fine. Thanks for asking.â
As William gave a time line for the cabinets, Rebecca observed the young girl dressed in fashionable clothes. Natalie sported loads of makeup, and her long, blond hair gave her an angelic appearance.
When their gazes locked, Rebecca was quick to note curiosity in Natalieâs eyes. Recognizing that her Amish dress was out of place, Rebecca guessed that Natalie was probably unsure of what to think about her. Trying to break the ice, Rebecca forced a friendly smile.
âWould you like a glass of water?â
Natalie shook her head. âNo, thanks.â
When it became clear that