Fresh Pick for Monday, May 26th, 2014 is MURDER SIMPLY BREWED by Vannetta Chapman #SuspenseMonday Zondervan April 2014 On Sale: March 25, 2014 352 pages ISBN: 0310326168 EAN: 9780310326168 Kindle: B00DL0WQGC Paperback / e-Book Add to Wish List Amish, Mystery Buy A Copy Amazon.com Kindle BN.com Powell’s Books Indiebound Murder Simply Brewed by Vannetta Chapman When the coffee shop manager is murdered in Middlebury’s Amish Artisan Village, two women from different walks of life must join together to solve the mystery. Spring has arrived in Middlebury, Indiana, and Amber Wright is optimistic about the growing profit from her collection of Amish shops—until she receives a call that Ethan Gray is dead. Hurrying over to A Simple Blend, she finds a solitary hole in the front window and the store manager lying next to the espresso machine, dead from an apparent heart attack. All the money is still in his register. When Amber hires a young Amish woman, Hannah Troyer, to take over the shop’s duties, the two women become fast friends—as well as amateur sleuths. The police believe Gray’s death is a by-product of vandalism, but Amber and Hannah aren’t convinced. Clues that don’t add up, a neighbor who is…

October 2010 On Sale: October 1, 2010 Featuring: Annie Weaver 256 pages ISBN: 1426710666 EAN: 9781426710667 Paperback Add to Wish List Women’s Fiction Contemporary, Inspirational Fiction Amish Buy at Amazon.com A Simple Amish Christmas by Vannetta Chapman Annie Weaver always planned to return home, but the 20-year old RN has lived in Philadelphia for three years now. As her time of rumschpringe is about to come to an abrupt end, bringing for Annie an overwhelming sense of loneliness. She returns home and finds herself face-to-face with a budding romance with an Amish farmer and Annie has several important choices to make. A touching story of how the true meaning of Christmas can help us overcome life’s struggles. Excerpt Annie Weaver threw her coat and scarf into her locker, slammed it shut, and twirled the lock—once, twice, three times as Jenny had shown her. Turning to go, she nearly ran over her best friend. “Tell me you are not headed out on the floor.” Jenny’s voice sounded like Annie’s frrst-year teacher—stern and low and slightly disappointed. Sporting short blonde hair and a figure even slimmer than Annie’s, Jenny looked nothing like an Amish schoolteacher. “I’m not?” “You are, aren’t you?” Blue…