As love restores Rhoda, a sudden tragedy is the test of faith she never saw coming. More settled in her heart than ever before, Rhoda Byler feels a newfound confidence living in the Old Order Amish settlement she helped establish in Orchard Bend, Maine. Time has helped to heal the wounds of Rhoda’s recent severed relationship, and she finds that even her unusual gift of profound intuition is less of a burden as she continues to seek God’s wisdom for her future. She is happy to be working alongside the King family and the love of her life as they tend and nurture the settlement’s orchard. Yet when Leah King’s involvement with Englischer Landon Olson becomes known outside of the Maine community, her disregard of the Ordnung could threaten all the Orchard Bend Amish are building. In the midst of addressing the discord, a shocking tragedy challenges the young settlement like never before, threatening to uproot Rhoda’s peace and the future of everything she holds dear. When several members of Orchard Bend Farms are displaced, the estranged King brother is called upon to return. Can those who founded the new Amish community in Maine unite Or will the lingering pain of past hurts and present struggles result in the end of their dreams? Praise for Seasons of Tomorrow “Woodsmall continues the Amish Vines and Orchards series with a standout Amish heroine in a unique Maine community trying to forge a new path. Fans of Amish fiction will enjoy her detailed descriptions of orchard life, and all readers will be touched and satisfied by the ongoing love story.” —Amanda Flower, author of A Plain Disappearance “Cindy Woodsmall is an incredibly gifted author, and her books never fail to engage the mind and touch the heart.” —Mindy Starns Clark, best-selling author of Shadows of Lancaster County, The Amish Midwife, and more “Cindy Woodsmall is a masterful storyteller. In Seasons of Tomorrow, she uses her extensive knowledge of the Amish to create characters who tug at your heart as they deal with the joys and tribulations of falling in love. This is her best book yet. Readers won’t want to miss it!” —Barbara Cameron, award-winning author of forty books, including the Amish Roads series Cindy Woodsmall is a New York Times, USA Today, and CBA best-selling author. She has published fourteen works of fiction and one nonfiction book. Her connection with the Amish community has been widely featured in national media outlets. Cindy and her husband reside near the foothills of the North Georgia Mountains in their now-empty nest. As Samuel was helping Rhoda gather cards, Landon’s cell phone buzzed, and he reached into his pocket. He usually glanced at it and slid it back into his pocket unless his grandmother was calling. But this time his smile faded, and he held the phone out toward Samuel. “It’s the number from your family’s farm in Pennsylvania.”   Since the only phone for this place was in the barn office and they spent very little time out there when it was below freezing, Samuel had given Landon’s number to his Daed in case of an emergency. The room grew quiet, and all eyes were on Samuel. He took the phone and slid his finger across the screen. “Hallo.”   “Samuel, what’s going on up there?”   His Daed’s tone was severe, and a bad feeling washed over Samuel. “Can you hold for a few minutes and let me get elsewhere?”   “Ya.”   Samuel got up, hitting the mute button. “I need to talk to him, but apparently there isn’t an emergency.”   Leah tossed her cards onto the pile. “I’m done.”   Landon and Steven nodded and gathered the cards. Clearly, the mood was broken. Samuel had fielded many more calls from his Daed lately, each one less tolerant of this new settlement than the previous call.   Leah moved from the floor to the couch. “For him to stay this riled, he must be on that Amish chat line again, hearing negative stuff about us.” She sighed and rolled her eyes. “They ought to call it what it is—the Amish gossip line.”   “Leah, kumm alleweil. ” Steven’s gentle correction was meant to settle her, and as the only church leader for this new settlement, his words carried weight.   While walking into the kitchen, Samuel turned off the mute. “Hey, Daed. I’m surprised you’re using Landon’s cell when there’s no emergency.”   “It might be a crisis. What’s this rumor I’ve heard about Leah seeing that Englisch assistant of Rhoda’s?”   Samuel pressed his lips together. Which of the new Amish families that had moved here over the last six months had shared that information? Apparently someone intended to end the relationship.   “Leah is in her rumschpringe, Daed.”   “But I let her leave Pennsylvania under your charge, and I’m not going to put up with these rumors.”   Dozens of arguments ran through Samuel’s mind. As he opened his mouth to rebut, he saw movement in the living room that caught his attention.   The three women—Rhoda, Leah, and Phoebe—had moved to the couch. Arie was sitti