Audiobook. Born Again Amish
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General) North American (US General American - GenAM)Transcript
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Hi, everyone. This is just in our Burki. I thought I would introduce the sample clip for Born Again Amish by Becca Fisher. This is a story about a modern Adam and Eve that find eaten to be fraught with more perils than just apples and snakes. But amidst foreclosure, wilting gardens and rib problems, they discover that faith conquers all. Born again Amish is a story about doing the right thing and never giving up hope. And now the sample for Born Again Amish by Becca Fisher, narrated by Justin, are Burki. Adam held his wife tight, not wanting to let go. We're going to be fine. We have to. We just can't afford to be moving people in. As it is, I already feel like we've adopted another daughter. I'm not sure Bridget has the best home life, Ive explained. She's not making our home life much better. Besides, Julie's already enough of a loaf, she doesn't need another bad influence. Julie is not a loser. She's just having trouble finding herself. Eve, She's a D M v clerk. Now, I don't know about you, but I didn't work myself to the bone the last 20 years, so she can use her college degree for toilet paper. One grease fire at a time, honey, if you hadn't noticed. Paul has been taking a Siris of marathon showers lately. Ah, another kid. Another grown. Adam knew it was on tap, and it wasn't pretty time for a little father son chat. Ive nudged, but Adam wasn't ready to dive headfirst into more drama quite yet. First, you and I have to talk, though. I've been thinking a lot about Costa Rica, really, you want to have this conversation now? Ive replied, shaking your head, because audits and foreclosures and mothers moving in aren't enough to swallow for breakfast, Right? Ive cupcake. I'm just saying Costa Rica could save us from all that. It could seriously work. This could be our escape. Ive knew an escape of our own, going back to her roots, not just running away to distant beaches but to the comforting arms of the community she grew up in. Ive also knew there was a time and place for such discussions, and that time was not upon them. Ive kept yourself from crying and look deep into Adam's eyes. Your son needs you. Is there something you want to tell me? Adam asked, entering the den of disdain. Paul Smith's bedroom had a certain nocturnal quality to it, a perfect match to the 16 year old stormy disposition. While God was one of the few things keeping Adam's spirit buoyant, his son had turned his back on the Lord and all his teachings. Drama seemed to run in the Smith family, though if Julie had taken a misstep, Paul had burned the map. Paul hated everything but his own misery, everything except drawing. But he only sketched one thing. The same girl every time. Like an obsessive compulsive Alzheimer patient holding onto his last vivid memory, Paul's notebook was lined with drawings of the girl. Every inch of space was taken up by her. Anna, meanwhile, seemed to be public enemy number one. He felt like he was looking at a stranger every time he looked at his own son. It was a far cry from the kid they used to hug his father's leg to keep for boarding the bus to kindergarten. There were no shades of the former altar boy, no residue of the sweet kid that went to Bible camp every summer, all that was left was a gangly bundle of hormones more disgruntled than a postal carrier. Carrying on a conversation with Paul was like time traveling back to prehistoric times, all grunts and mumbled words like putting together a coherent sentence was harder than inventing the wheel. But Paul didn't want to waste an entire sentence on his father. Instead, he just grunted. No, no, Father wanted to talk to their child about sex. Your mother tells me you've been taking abnormally long showers. So Paul mumbled, not conceding a thing. Paul managed to be jaded beyond his years, an old soul of snarl. Adam wanted to tell him life got better, but Adam was working through his own quarrels with the universe. Those quarrels had to take a back seat to Paul's raging libido. Adam was trying his best to tiptoe around the issue, but the fact remained, there was no easily to talk to your son about sex. It was like a bandage. You just needed to rip it off quickly to keep the pain to a minimum. Do you have any questions about sex? Adam asked, hoping Paul didn't. Paul cringed and ducked his head into his sketch pad. Not for you, he insisted. Well, if you do, the answer is not until you're married. And as far as the shower goes, remember, the Lord is always watching. Thank you for listening to the clip from Born Again Amish Click on the Links below. If you'd like to get access to the book on Amazon Audible or iTunes.