Crossover with Amish romance novels

The Second Mrs. DeWinter self-consciously touched her bonnet and smoothed her shapeless black dress. Some days the desire she had to break from her family’s confinements sneaked up on her. There was a life out there—one that had elbowroom, one that didn't take place entirely in an abandoned school—and it called to her. She took another long look at her homestead before traipsing onward. Banquo would be at the end of her three-flight stairway jaunt. Joy quickened her pace. Her journey passed rapidly as she listened to birds cawing relentlessly in the aftermath of Macbeth's hanging and counted the lockers on the side of the wall.

As she topped the stairwell, a baritone voice sang an unfamiliar tune. The melody was coming from the chapel. She headed for the door at the end of the hallway and set about finding an entryway that wasn't blocked by a hanging book tied with black ribbon. Beyond the chapel sat Banquo’s grandmother’s house (well, the room meant to represent Banquo's grandmother's house anyway), and past that was the paved road used by the English in their cars (well, the room meant to represent the paved road used by the English in their cars. Just take it as read going forward that any place in the story is actually the room meant to represent it.)

Banquo used the cars of the English. The Second Mrs. DeWinter’s lips curved into a smile. More accurately, he drove a rattletrap of an old truck. Even though his order of Mennonites was very conservative, much more so than many of the other Mennonite groups, they didn’t hesitate to use electricity and vehicles, nor to do bizarre stairwell dances involving chairs. Still, his sect believed in cape dresses and prayer Kapps for the women. Surely there was nothing wrong with her caring for Banquo since the Amish didn’t consider his order as being an Englischer or fancy.

As the Second Mrs. DeWinter opened the door to the chapel, Banquo appeared in the doorway. His head was hatless, a condition frowned upon by her bishop, revealing hair the color of forest trees glistening under the sun. His eyes showed up in The Second Mrs. DeWinter’s dreams regularly.