Amish

Excerpt: Plain Change

Plain Change continues the story of Amanda Beiler and Alejandro Diaz. If you haven’t read Plain Fame yet, now is the time to get caught up as Plain Change, book two in the trilogy, is scheduled for publication at the end of February 2013.

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Plain-Fame-Amish-Lititz-ebook/dp/B009TIHQJW
BN.com: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/plain-fame-sarah-price/1113580500

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From Chapter One:

The drive from her parents’ farm to Philadelphia seemed to never end. She sat in silence in the back of the SUV, staring thoughtfully out the window, too aware that Alejandro was watching her. His eyes on the back of her neck caused the color to rise to her cheeks so she kept her head turned away, not wanting him to see the effect he had on her nor to see the tears in her eyes.

As the farmland rolled away and the roads turned into highway, she sighed.

“Princesa?”

She wanted to turn to look at him but she was afraid.

He reached out and touched her hand. For a moment, she froze. His touch was soft and gentle, reassuring her that he was going to take care of her. When his fingers finally entwined with hers, the warmth of his skin touching hers pushed her over the edge.

The tears fell.

“Princesa,” he whispered again and reached out to force her to face him. He wiped the tears from her eyes, staring deeply into her face. “It’s going to be alright, si? I came for you and you will be fine.”

She nodded.

“You believe me, no?”

Again, the simple nod.

He smiled. “You have no words? That is unusual.”

She swallowed, wanting to say something but the feeling of weightlessness hung over her. She felt as if she was floating above herself, watching the two people in the back of the SUV, being driven by a chauffeur that headed toward the big city. Certainly this woman that sat there, with a white prayer kapp on her head holding hands with a Cuban singing legend was not her. Not Amanda Beiler.

“I have left everything I know,” she finally whispered.

“You have the future ahead of you,” he said, trying to reassure her. “And there would be no future for you now at home, not with the paparazzi following your every move.”

She knew that he spoke wisely. She had known those words to be true. That was why she had finally sent the message to him. Her life was over in the Amish community. No one would ever believe that she had not been romantically involved with Alejandro. No man would want to court the most famous Amish woman in the world. And no community would welcome her to live among them, not with cameras gathering wherever she went.

“What will happen now?” she asked.

“You will change,” he said with a shrug of his shoulder as though it was the most natural thing to do. “And you will live.”