✱✱Book Review✱✱ Blog Tour: Buck Up, Buttercup by Anna Alkire

Buck Up, Buttercup Anna Alkire Publication date: June 30th 2022 Genres: Comedy, Contemporary, New Adult, Romance All’s fair in love ...

Tuesday, September 15, 2020

✱✱Book Review✱✱ Harlequin September 2020 Love Inspired Blog Tour: THE AMISH NEWCOMER by Patrice Lewis


by Patrice Lewis

Can a modern city girl ever become one of the Plain People?

She needed a safe place to hide. Instead, she found a place to call home.

Television journalist Leah Porte never imagined her career would end with her witnessing a murder. Now she’s temporarily living among the Amish in witness protection. Instead of feeling alone and adrift, Leah is warmly welcomed by the close-knit community—and Amish bachelor Isaac Sommer. But caught between two very different worlds, choosing love would mean leaving her big city life behind forever.

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Harlequin.com: https://www.harlequin.com/shop/books/9781488060380_the-amish-newcomer.html

Momma Says: 4 stars⭐⭐⭐⭐

The Amish Newcomer is one of those books that was exactly what I needed when I needed it. When I started, I expected more suspense, considering how Leah comes to be in the Amish community. As it turns out, that wasn't really a big part of the story - it's primarily the vehicle for getting her there. So, rather than finding a suspenseful story, it turned out to be uplifting and thoroughly engaging. The faith of the Amish comes through and is almost a tangible thing, especially if you believe as I do. The romance blooms slowly, and I really enjoyed Leah becoming part of the community. Patrice Lewis paints a picture with her words that drew me in to this world she's created and held on tight. The book is very well written, the characters are engaging, and the story is entertaining. It's one of those books that just makes you smile, and we could all use some of that right now.


So,” he added as he released her hand and fell into step beside her, “you said you were from Los Angeles?”


“Big city. Why are you here in Pikeville?”

Leah froze inside. It was the one question she didn’t want to be asked, but at least she had a predetermined story she could tell, one that mingled with just enough truth to be plausible. “I was in a car accident.” She touched her cheek. “It messed me up pretty badly. I used to work as a television journalist, but you can’t be in television with a face like this. I—I needed to get away. I have friends who know the Bylers, and they invited me to stay with them until I heal up.”

Unlike some other men she’d encountered, Isaac didn’t seem to be put off by the scar in the slightest. “And then what? What happens after your face heals?”

“I don’t know.” Her shoulders slumped, and for a moment she allowed despair, which was never very far away, to claim her. “I don’t know. I suppose I’ll have to change my career, and it’s something I’m reluctant to do. I loved being a TV journalist.”

“Why are you dressed in Amish clothes? It seems unusual for a visitor.”

That was a question she hadn’t anticipated. “Uh… uh…since I’m here for so long, I wanted to fit in. I speak a little German, and Edith thought it best if I didn’t stand out. But I’m hoping everyone can forgive me for any blunders I make.”

“Oh, they will.” He fell silent as she padded along, her bare feet still tender. “Will you be attending the hot dog roast at the Millers’ tonight?”

“I don’t know. I’m not sure it’s polite to show up without an invitation.”

“The Millers won’t mind. They’ll have a large crowd of youngies anyway, so one extra person won’t matter.”

“What’s a hot dog roast?”

“Just as it sounds. They have a long pit where they build a fire, so everyone has a chance to stand by the flames and cook their hot dogs.”

“But what do they do, besides eat hot dogs?”

“Talk. Sing. Play games. And sometimes flirt.” He grinned at her.

Leah caught her breath. If she didn’t know any better, she might have thought Isaac was flirting with her. If so, it was subtle almost to the point of imperceptible. And there was no possible way she could flirt back, not with a man bound within the rules of a faith she didn’t share.

She looked away. “I’m much older than Sarah or Rachel. Is this a gathering just for young people?”

“How old are you?” he blurted, then made a gesture as if to snatch the words back. “Sorry, I hope that wasn’t rude.”

His expression was so comical she laughed. “It’s no secret. I’m twenty-eight.”

“Ain’t so? Me too.”

“And you’re not married? That seems unusual, from what I know of the Amish.”

“I had—” He hesitated. “I spent some time away. Many years, in fact. Now I’m back and I intend to stay, but many of the women in the community aren’t encour-aging when it comes to risking their future with me. I have too much Englisch in me, they say.”

She couldn’t help but chuckle. “I assume Englisch is the catchall phrase for anyone who isn’t Amish.”

“Ja. It’s not meant as a pejorative, just a distinguisher for anyone who isn’t Amish.”

About PATRICE LEWIS: Living on a remote self-sufficient homestead in North Idaho, Patrice Lewis is a Christian wife, mother, author, blogger, columnist and speaker. She has practiced and written about rural subjects for almost thirty years. When she isn’t writing, Patrice enjoys self-sufficiency projects, such as animal husbandry, small-scale dairy production, gardening, food preservation and canning, and homeschooling. She and her husband have been married since 1990 and have two daughters.

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