Chapter 11
Lotte arrived home just in time to complete her evening chores – except for milking the cows – with no time to look for Rachel. She was bursting with the need to spread the good news and had to bite her tongue many times during dinner to not tell Aunt Lydia.
She’d already told Uwe too much, despite her good intentions to keep her lips sealed. This wouldn’t happen again, she promised herself. After dinner, she stayed in the kitchen to help clear the dishes, every single fiber in her body aching to dash to the barn. Seconds dragged into minutes, and when everything was finally cleared up, she took to her heels.
In the barn, Rachel and her siblings were anxiously waiting for her in the loft.
“Lotte! I was worried about you. What did Irmhild say?” Rachel asked.
“I have wonderfu
