Leah Weaver has learned how to survive without asking. Since her mother's death, she has carried the weight of her household on her own shoulders—baking before dawn, selling at market, keeping her father's debts at bay through sheer determination. Pride has become her armor, and she wears it well.
Caleb Yoder has loved Leah quietly for years. He knows better than to press, better than to speak what cannot be returned. Instead, he shows up—mending fences, heating ovens, offering steady help without ever asking for more than she is willing to give.
When a massive Christmas baking order threatens to overwhelm Leah's small kitchen, she is forced to do the one thing she dreads ask for help. Caleb opens his late mother's kitchen to her, and day by day, flour and fire and long hours begin to soften the distance between them.
As snow falls and Christmas draws near, Leah finds herself surrounded by unexpected glimpses of love—her father finding companionship again, a quiet kitchen filled with shared labor, and a man whose devotion has never demanded anything in return. But accepting help is one thing. Accepting love may cost her more courage than she knows how to give.
A tender Amish Christmas romance about unspoken devotion, second chances, and the quiet grace found in small, faithful acts of love.
This was an excellent story about Leah and her love of baking. She took on a big job of baking bread, rolls and pies for a lady that was having a Christmas party. With the help from Caleb, she was able to fulfill her Christmas baking job. What I didn’t understand was why he was not given a small salary for his help.
Life can be had when we are stubborn and think we can handle everything on our own when tradegy come we will walks it take someone who loves to tear down the walls to give us joy in our life
An interesting story centered around Leah and her special kind of bread that she makes. Will she be able to bake of the order that she received on time.