Chapters (74)
- Cover
- Praise for Lynn Austin
- Also by Lynn Austin
- Epigraph
- PROLOGUE
- CHAPTER 1
- CHAPTER 2
- CHAPTER 3
- CHAPTER 4
- CHAPTER 5
- CHAPTER 6
- CHAPTER 7
- CHAPTER 8
- CHAPTER 9
- CHAPTER 10
- CHAPTER 11
- CHAPTER 12
- CHAPTER 13
- CHAPTER 14
- CHAPTER 15
- CHAPTER 16
- CHAPTER 17
- CHAPTER 18
- CHAPTER 19
- CHAPTER 20
- CHAPTER 21
- CHAPTER 22
- CHAPTER 23
- CHAPTER 24
- CHAPTER 25
- CHAPTER 26
- CHAPTER 27
- CHAPTER 28
- CHAPTER 29
- CHAPTER 30
- CHAPTER 31
- CHAPTER 32
- CHAPTER 33
- CHAPTER 34
- CHAPTER 35
- CHAPTER 36
- CHAPTER 37
- CHAPTER 38
- CHAPTER 39
- CHAPTER 40
- CHAPTER 41
- CHAPTER 42
- CHAPTER 43
- CHAPTER 44
- CHAPTER 45
- CHAPTER 46
- CHAPTER 47
- CHAPTER 48
- CHAPTER 49
- CHAPTER 50
- CHAPTER 51
- CHAPTER 52
- CHAPTER 53
- CHAPTER 54
- CHAPTER 55
- CHAPTER 56
- CHAPTER 57
- CHAPTER 58
- CHAPTER 59
- CHAPTER 60
- CHAPTER 61
- CHAPTER 62
- CHAPTER 63
- EPILOGUE
- CHAPTER 1
- A Note from the Author
- Acknowledgments
- Discussion Questions
- About the Author
“I’ve been a Christian all my life, and I’ve wanted to serve Christ. But I never imagined it would mean this. I love my life here on the farm with you. I love being a mother and raising our children. But the war has turned our lives upside down.”
“They’re not upside down, Lena. They’re growing outward. God gave us this farm and the work that we both love to do, and now He wants us to offer it back to Him.”
“You’re right; you’re right. But you may need to remind me from time to time. I’ve never had to lean on God so hard before.”
Lena covered Bep with a blanket before climbing into bed beside Pieter. As much as she longed for the world to be different, she had to believe that God knew the bigger picture of what He wanted to accomplish. And she had to believe that she and Pieter and the people she loved all had a part to play in what He was doing.
CHAPTER 34
The Gestapo returned to search Eloise’s town house just before dawn. “They’re never going to leave us alone and stop looking for us, are they?” Miriam whispered to Avi as they huddled outside on the ledge. He held her tighter in reply. Insects buzzed in the warm August night, and a smoky half-moon shone through the rustling treetops. It should have been lovely, but Miriam no longer saw beauty in a world gone mad.
Elisheva was safe on the farm, for now. Miriam was relieved when Ans returned, reporting that all had gone well. “She’ll be safe with my parents. She can be a happy child there.” Miriam tried to picture her daughter playing outside in the fresh air, feeling the breeze ruffle her hair and laughing as clouds, like fluffy sheep, drifted across the sky above her head. But Miriam’s arms ached with longing for her daughter. How long would it be until she could hold her again? Would Elisheva even remember her?
Miriam was practicing her muted violin the following afternoon when Ans came up the attic stairs to speak with her and Avi. Her face was red with exertion, her hair sweaty.
“I just returned from meeting with my contact, and I have news to share. Come down to the office where it’s a little cooler.” Her somber expression warned Miriam that the news would be difficult to hear. She held tightly to Avi’s hand as they went downstairs.
“They’ve found hiding places for both of you,” Ans said. “Here are your new ID cards with your new names.” Avi was now Andries Bakker. Miriam was Christina Bos. “Someone is coming for Avi this afternoon, and —”
“This afternoon!” Miriam cried. “That’s too soon! I’m not ready! I can’t say goodbye again after just losing Elisheva! I can’t!”