Janna sat there, silent, her hand engulfed in his, not daring to pull away, to break the spell of the moment. She’d waited so long for this man to notice her. She remembered whispering to Kristi about him, how cute he was, and how she wanted him to take her on buggy rides. Kristi consoled her when he left alone or with other girls, promising that someday he’d see her. And now, it seemed he had, in a huge way. But the timing was all wrong.
He was all wrong.
Maybe that’s why God had never answered her fervent teenage prayers that Hiram Troyer would court her. Love her