“Hey, what’s wrong?” Jake cupped her head snugly into his chest.
“I—I h-had anoth-another nightmare.”
“Oh, honey.” He pressed her head closer to his chest, his arm tightening around her.
She stayed that way for a moment before leaning her head back and gazing into his eyes. “I don’t understand, Jake. Why did this happen? I thought because I’d finally understood why I had them that they would be gone. Or that love would make everything better. What do I do, Jake? I can’t take the pain that each one brings. Do I have to leave you and everyone I love and go back to New York for this to be finally over?”
“Leah, love doesn’t make bad go away. But it helps us to get through it. I don’t know why you had another nightmare. Can’t tell you what nobody can know. I can tell you that moving back to New York won’t likely solve your problem, either.”
“What makes you say that?” She tilted her head sideways.
Jake tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. “I live hundreds of miles from Atlantic City.”
What did that have to do with her situation?
“Moving states away didn’t solve my problem.”
Leah frowned. “Huh? I don’t understand.”
“Leah, honey. My best memories are on my farm. My worst are in Atlantic City. Changing residences didn’t solve what’s happening on the inside—only God can do that.”
“How? I’ve been praying about this for years.”
“Don’t know, princess. Only God knows what it will take. What I do know is ‘Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their labor. For if they fall, the one will lift up his fellow, but woe to him that is alone when he falleth, for he hath not another to help him up.’”
“Ecclesiastes four, nine and ten,” she whispered.
“I can’t fix everything, princess. Can’t even stop the nightmares. Wish I could, but I can’t.” The same finger that had replaced her curl now rested under her chin. “I can, however, promise to be here with you no matter what. To lift you up. To comfort you, and to protect you through those times.”
Leah shifted out of his arms and put her back to him, struggling with what to do. She thought about Jake and how even though he lived miles away from where his problems had started—lived where memories of his family were sweet—panic attacks still plagued him. If Jake could survive what he had to endure, well, so could she. Only now neither of them would have to endure it alone.
Leah turned, and Jake was right there. Just where he said he’d be. Her eyes collided with his. She cupped his face. “My sweet Jake. I love you with all my heart. I promise to do the same and be there for you, too.”
Jake drew her into the circle of his strong arms. “I love you, too. Together we can do this.”
Their lips sealed the promise between them.
Epilogue
T
wenty-one days had passed since Jake had proposed for the second time. During that time he’d courted Leah properly, bringing her gifts and taking her on picnics and evening strolls.
Those three weeks seemed like forever. Today they were finally getting married. Underneath the hot late-afternoon sun, Leah slowly made her way down the aisle, smiling at her friends and family sitting in the rows of benches lined in the yard of her family’s ranch. Each step she took, her ivory silk taffeta bustle gown with layers of lace and an asymmetrical skirt with pale pink lace and bows brushed the top of her white button-up boots. It had taken her and Abby hours to sew on the delicate row of pink flowers draped diagonally across the boned corset bodice and neckline. Today she felt like a real princess.
Leah gazed at Jake, who looked more handsome than she’d ever seen him look before—something she thought would never be possible as he was already the most handsome man she’d ever seen.
Their eyes connected and held. Jake reached out his hand and she willingly laid hers in his.
“You ready?” Pastor James asked.
“Yep. Sure am,” Jake answered in a rush.
The crowd laughed. When the laughter died, there in front of God and man, Leah said her vows and then Jake said his. He vowed to love, honor, cherish, protect and comfort her. All the things he had spent his life doing already. The very same things that reminded her of her beloved father.
“You may now kiss your bride, Jake.”
“Yep. Think I will.”
Everyone laughed again.
Jake tilted her chin and kissed her softly, lightly and yet not nearly long enough. When he raised his head, she tilted her head and sent him a questioning look.
He tucked her hair behind her ear. “Later, princess. Later.”
She blushed.
After everyone had eaten and the gifts were opened, they said their goodbyes and headed to her buggy—their buggy—decorated with streamers of bowed ribbons and strings of rusty tin cans.
Her mother, brothers, sisters-in-law, sister, nieces and nephews gathered around them. Leah hugged and thanked each one, then Jake helped her into the carriage filled with her belongings.
She tucked herself under her husband’s arm and snuggled into his chest on the way to his home. Their home. She sighed.
“What’s that for?”
“I can’t believe that you’re mine. And that your beautiful home is mine now, too.” She gazed up at her husband.
Jake pressed his shoulders back and pride marched across his face. “Can’t believe it, either. That you’re mine, too.”
“Yep.” Leah laughed, then captured his lips in a long, breath-robbing kiss.
When the kiss ended, Jake breathlessly said, “Giddyup” and clicked the lines.
At her new home, they unloaded her belongings and while Jake went and put the horse and buggy up, Leah went to their bedroom, where her trunk rested at the end of the bed. She opened it and grabbed her diary.
Dear Mr. Darcy,
You won’t be hearing from me anymore. Sorry to disappoint you by saying this, but I found someone even better than you—my very own prince who is everything I always wanted and more. A prince who is my beloved father’s equal. So, Mr. Darcy, this is goodbye. Thank you for listening to me all this time.
Love,
Leah
Leah closed the book and clutched it against her chest.
“What you got there?” Jake came up behind her and slipped his arms around her.
Leah turned in his arms with one arm behind her back. She felt behind her and placed the book in her trunk and covered it with an item of clothing. “Nothing of consequence. Not anymore, anyway.” With those words, she slipped her arms around her husband’s neck and kissed him until her knees threatened to no longer hold her.
The next morning Leah woke up, wrapped in her husband’s embrace. During the night, instead of a nightmare, she had dreamed about her prince of a husband. Hopefully it was the first of many good dreams. But even if it wasn’t, she knew Jake’s love would see her through the bad times, and that she had finally found the groom she had always wanted.
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A Baby Between Them
by Winnie Griggs!
Dear Reader,
My wonderful church, Red Rocks Church in Golden, Colorado, did a series on I AM SECOND. That teaching, putting God first and me second, changed my life. In the past, I would get so busy with writing, deadlines and life itself that I would forget to read my Bible or spend time with the Lord. Since putting Him first,
Groom Wanted
was the quickest and easiest book I’ve ever written. Now I live by the motto HE IS FIRST, I AM SECOND. Some of you may already do that, but for those of us who don’t, who let the busyness of life get in the way, this I AM SECOND motto is ginormous. Jake and Leah learned that lesson, too. They were so caught up in their own plans, placing ads and so on, that they hadn’t put God first in their decisions. When they did, God worked on their behalf, as He has for so many others. In fact, if you’d like to hear some amazing testimonies about putting God first, visit
www.iamsecond.com
.
It’s my hope that this revelation helps you all as much as it has helped me.
God bless you and yours,
Debra Ullrick
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