Those eyes

   I had just turned 18 last week. I didn't have many friends and I think I liked it that way. Our way of life was different that other people and a lot of people didn't get it. We are Amish you see. So we didn't really talk to the English. I feel like it's wrong to call them that. We all speak English so why do we call them that. I don't know it was just something we always did.  Ok I'm off subject. I just turned 18 last week and at this point in my life I should be married. I just hadn't found the right man I guess. I wanted to stay Amish but something was telling me that it wasn't going to be so easy. We went into town on Saturday like we always do and when we walked into Walmart I saw him. It was very hard not to look. I tried to look away and I'm guessing Mama noticed because she pushed the buggie right into me. "Rachel!" She said not loud for everyone to look but loud for Mama "Sorry Mama" I moved alone and he looked at me. I almost hit the ground "Are you ok child?" Mama asked me I didn't honestly know the answer to that "Yes Mama I think I'm Ok" He came over to help.  "Are you alright?" He asked  His voice was like bells I had never heard anything so beautiful in my life and then everything went black