Chapter 3
Chapter 3
A family that came to our church had a beautiful daughter named Lynetta. She was the oldest of three girls in the Jacobs family, and she was about a year older than I was. She stood maybe two inches taller. She had wavy light-brown hair and the prettiest dark- brown eyes you ever did see. You don’t see girls with dimples very often, especially in the chin, but she had a little dimple right at the bottom of her chin. Somehow that dimple seemed to make her even prettier. Her lips were full and soft, like two little pink pillows resting one on the other.
Lynetta’s momma and daddy, Martin and Edith, had become friends with my momma and daddy. They lived about ten miles away over at Imboden. Still they came to our church on Sunday even though there were lots of churches c
