Isaac walked over to a corner and got a small, short bench for Ida to sit on.  She had been standing far too long at the farm auction.  Isaac had wanted to come to get a few deals on farm equipment.  Ida had been too reluctant to stay at home by herself, now that her due date was fast approaching.  He had already scored himself a new hay baler he could use with his horses and a new mower he could use with horses.  Ida was grateful for the small bench, and ate her two scoops of Snickerdoodle cookie dough and baked cookie, from Troyer's Cookie Treats, Justalynn Troyer catered earlier in the day for the auction, whenever a cold gust of wind blew up.  It was still cold in the small, Amish town, and everyone was quite antsy for spring to arrive and the warmer we...

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