4-Star Review of "Amish Dynasty"
4-Star Review of Amish Dynasty by Sophia Grace “We’re rich!” Becca Yoder twirled in her plain blue dress, her arms above her head. Gold coins spilled from her fingers and dropped to her bare feet. Her smile lit him up, her auburn hair reflected the sunlight with a warmth that tempted him to unpin her prayer kapp and let it wave in the autumn breeze. “We’re rich!” Becca repeated, as if she just wanted to hear herself say it again. Jeremiah stood in the murky water of Pigeon Creek, leaning over the embankment as he dug his hands into the pile of gold coins. “I’m the one that lugged this heavy box up the crick bank!” “I did most of the digging to get that box out of the mud,” she argued. “While you just sat there fishing instead of helping me.” She held up her muddy hands as proof. “I had to reel in that big catfish. I couldn’t just let him go!” Becca rolled her eyes. “With this much money, you could pay someone to fish for you!”...