The rain had stopped, but gray clouds cloaked the sky. She held her thumbs together and created a frame, trying to visualize the animal shelter. Adam had given her a diagram he’d sketched out. They would have to get started before the weather made it impossible. But what about the wedding plans? It was the beginning of November, and they planned to marry in January. Could they do both in such a short period of time? “Emma.” She smiled at the sound of Adam’s voice, and a warm rush of love rose up in her. Now that they were engaged, she didn’t even try to hold back her happiness. Grossmammi had given her blessing, saying something akin to “It’s about time.” Emma turned and looked at him, and all thoughts of romance flew away. His normally healthy complexion was ashen. “What’s wrong?” “I told mei parents. About the wedding.” A drop of rain landed on Adam’s light blue shirt. Then two. “We need to go inside,” Emma said. “I’ll fix us some kaffee and—” Adam took her hand and led her to the front porch.
