After that final meeting with Jonas, it was good to get away for a while. Even Daett had raised no objections to her going with her brothers. Maybe Mamm had said something to him in private. “Where are we going tonight?” Mark asked. “Not that it matters that much.” Lee gave a grunt like he didn’t care either. He turned the buggy north. “Let’s see if there’s a gathering in the field behind Millers.” Mark leaned forward on the buggy seat. Lee grunted again. “They had the gathering there last week. No one does anything twice around here.” “We ought to check just the same,” Mark insisted. Lee didn’t say anything, but minutes later he pulled in behind the Miller farmhouse, south of Berlin. A glow drifted above the barn roof. Shadowy cars and a few buggies appeared in the distance. “I guess you were right,” Lee allowed. Mark glanced at Shirley. “Are you ready for this?” “Why wouldn’t I be?” she snapped. Lee laughed. “You’ll see.” The buggy bounced to a stop, and her brothers leaped out.
