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Synopsis for Mona Lisa
Sixteen year old Lisa has a bright future with plans of being a Varsity Cheerleader and earning a College Scholarship. However, when she is swept up in the moment by her first love Sam, she couldn’t say “No”, and finds that just one choice, made on just one night, would affect her for the rest of her life.
With the secretive and painful memories of a difficult child hood and a botched abortion laying heavy on her, Lisa’s estranged mother Joann finally comes to terms with her past and the person she has become; a hidious replica of her own mother...something she swore she would never do.
But, what goes around comes around and Joann ends up learning a spiritual lesson about what it really means to love your children…even though she wasn’t. With empathy for her daughter, Joann decides to become the supportive mother she always wanted to be, protecting her daughter and guiding her on a different path than the one she had taken, choosing life over death.
God has a plan through all of this and brings to Joann sweet memories of her dear grandmother Lizzie who left a legacy of Christian values.
Gleaning from the past while dealing with the present, Joann and Lisa set forth to find forgiveness and salvation through Jesus Christ and become a witness to others.
The story eventually arrives where Lisa and her boyfriend Sam, with the help of the Lord, decide to get married and be the parents God intended them to be.
This is a story about painful regrets, forgiveness, redemption, hope and salvation, and how a family can turn to the Lord for direction and find faith in each other. It portrays the hope that we can guide our future generations to respect life and be loving parents…even if we were taught otherwise.
Hopefully, it will make the reader re-evaluate what is really important…the Lord and the gift of life He has given us.
Please note: Parenthesis () are around text that should be italicized showing thoughts of the MC. Thank you for your comments and suggestions.
She wrapped herself in the long wool coat her mother bought her the week before, then gathered her long brown hair in a ponytail and tucked it underneath the collar. Stepping outside, she then dutifully turned and locked the door. The unrelenting cold wind whipped her face with pellets of rain as she tiptoed through the shallow water forming on the walkway, her tennis shoes soaked when she reached the car. (What a miserable day) , she thought feeling the lingering nausea. She could have taken the test herself, but this way she would know for sure. With a growing sense of sadness, she started the car, not bothering with the radio… the simple rhythm of the windshield wipers all she wanted to hear, driving down the street of the small suburban town.
She arrived at the clinic and walked into the empty waiting room filled with framed pictures of smiling babies hanging on every wall. Despite the cheerful allure of the room, the images did not relieve the fear in her, the same one in so many girls passing through those doors before her. She felt cold and insecure, and not there because she wanted to be…no. She wished the day had started differently. She timidly made her way across the short distance of padded dark blue carpeting to the receptionist sitting behind the counter. With a smile of shy politeness, the one she wore most often, she heard herself quietly say, “Hi I’m Lisa, I called here this morning for an appointment for a pregnancy test. It’s free, right?”
A robust woman, stylishly dressed, with streaks of silver running through black short hair, smiled warmly up at Lisa and chuckled. “Yes, it’s free. I remember you calling this morning.” She pulled a clipboard from the holder in front of her and handed it to Lisa. “Can you fill out some paperwork for us? Someone will be out to see you in a moment.”
“Yeah, sure,” Lisa replied, taking the clipboard and thinking,(as long as you don’t send this to my parents.)
With growing panic, Lisa called that morning to make the appointment. A gentle yet cheerful voice on the other end responded, “Yes, we can see you today. Can you make it in before noon?”
"Yeah, I can make it in. It’s free, right?” she said with distress sounding in her voice. (Thank God Mom and Dad aren’t home. I would just die if they knew what I did. Please God, don’t let me be pregnant.) Her trip to the clinic would stay a secret for as long as she could keep it, with hopes that no one else would ever have to know.
She thought it was the flu at first, but a creeping intuition suggested otherwise since learning about morning sickness in Family Life class at school. Feeling a bit queasy for the last few mornings, her nausea was now far worse; so she missed school that day. (No way can I go feeling like this), she thought. This morning she hurried to the bathroom for an up-close and personal meeting with the toilet bowl, and her period was a week late. They were always consistent like clockwork, but not this time. “Oh God, PLEASE don’t let me be pregnant,” she whispered in the empty silence.
Mournfully she reflected,( Why didn’t I just tell him NO. He told me he loved me, but why wasn’t that good enough? Why did we have to stay out so late that night? I should have just gone home after the party.)
As she sat in the waiting room filling out the intake form, she felt a growing dread taking hold of her.
“Lisa?” A tall slender woman with silver hair, wearing a white medical jacket, stood in the doorway with a slight smile and lifted eyebrows. “We’re ready for you.”
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