The Mercy (The Rose Trilogy, Book 3)
My boots crunched into the frosty snow as I remembered the many wintry adventures Nick and I enjoyed, growing up here on these heavenly acres. All those years together, we were each other's closest friend. And I admit to having wondered why my father, or whoever found the money tin buried down in the ravine, hasn't mentioned the letter I wrote...the one that revealed my feelings for our former bishop's son. Even if Dat wasn't the one who removed it from Mamm's old market box, not a soul in the community has fessed up to it. How awkward would it be if someone did?Sometimes I hope the Lord himself mercifully reached down and removed my impulsive letter from the battered tin. That would explain its disappearance, for sure.I lie awake at night, hoping whoever did take it stopped before reading the letter clear through. Oh, what I wouldn't give to have my private thoughts about rebellious Nick locked away once again, safe inside my poor heart!--This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.