Luci's Journey

By Ellen Moye

Luci Sorensen has been less than honest with her family about her life pursuits, including the hasty marriage in Paris to a young intern. Now her circumstances have become such that it is necessary for her to seek help from her oldest sister in Maryland and face her predicament head on. Luci has a plan all figured out; but when Marcie opens the door to her younger sister, that plan begins to unravel. Only by Gods grace and the intervention of caring Christian neighbor and a dashing young pastor do things begin to right themselves. Pastor Luke Martin has always sought Gods direction for his life. So he is convinced he has all the answers. Even if everything about this situation goes against his normally good sense, he is certain it has to be from God. Will he have the support of his family and his church? Does he care? Come and journey with Luci as she navigates the murky waters between her past and her surrender, her new calling and lost ambitions, new friends and past relationships. Will she discover the path God has chosen for her through prayer? Dare she hope for the desires of her heart?

• Language: English
• Publisher: iUniverse
• Release date: Sep 25, 2012
• ISBN: 9781475940787

Ellen Moye

Ellen Moye has been a Christian since childhood. She received an associate degree from Mountain State University. She enjoys writing stories and poetry, She loves to sew and spend time with her grandchildren. She enjoys Women’s Bible Studies. She and her husband have three grown children and live in Dayton, Ohio.

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Luci’s

Journey

Ellen Moye

iUniverse, Inc.

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Luci’s Journey

Copyright © 2012 Ellen Moye

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Library of Congress Control Number: 2012913533

iUniverse rev. date: 9/11/2012

Contents

Chapter 1 Luci’s Lies

Chapter 2 The Prodigal Returns

Chapter 3 House Guest

Chapter 4 Doctor Martin

Chapter 5 Pastor Luke

Chapter 6 Luci’s Decision

Chapter 7 Ann

Chapter 8 Mercy Memorial

Chapter 9 Changes of the Heart

Chapter 10 Complicated Twist

Chapter 11 A Time to be Born

Chapter 12 Are You for Real?

Chapter 13 Considerations

Chapter 14 Elizabeth to the Rescue

Chapter 15 Adjustments

Chapter 16 Unofficially Official

Chapter 17 Ducks in a Row

Chapter 18 Forgotten Dreams

Chapter 19 Wheels and Bills

Chapter 20 Nice Surprises

Chapter 21 Gramma Porter

Chapter 22 Kate Martin

Chapter 23 Confrontation

Chapter 24 Family Ties

Chapter 25 Tragedy Strikes

Chapter 26 Gizelle’s Gift

Chapter 27 Wedding Bells

Epilogue

Recipes

Dedicated to Mom, Amanda, Jackie, and my granddaughters

Chapter 1

Luci’s Lies

The taxi ride had been long and Luci was terribly uncomfortable. This was going to cost her a pretty penny. Wonder what Russ would think when he got home and found her note. This might be one of her dumbest ideas yet, but surely Marcie would know just what to do. Didn’t older sisters always have a plan of some sort. She began to think back over the last couple years.

She finally had to agree that she, Lucinda Carol Sorensen, was the irresponsible and impulsive young girl everyone thought she was. As a child, she was forever having mishaps because of over estimating her capabilities or making the slightest of miscalculations. She regularly made impulsive decisions. Marcie, her oldest, most responsible sibling, was always considered the back-up plan when the family made arrangements for an outing or event. She was often left in charge of the lesser accident prone Sorensen children while Mother devoted her time to making sure Luci was safe and protected. More than one of the much-looked-forward-to events had to be cancelled, because of unplanned trips to the ER for stitches or casts. It was a safe bet if Luci was in attendance, the rest of the family was immune from disaster.

By the time Luci was into her teens, Marcie was out of the nest and away at college. After graduation Marcie had married Dan, the guy that had captured her heart when she was a junior at West Virginia University. Luci had been her junior bridesmaid. She remembered feeling odd in the lavender formal walking down the aisle with a bouquet of flowers; she would have much rather been playing a game of soccer or softball with the guys. The newlyweds would reside in Baltimore where Dan was a computer tech for a big company. Marcie settled into a marketing job until Emma was born two years later. So she had missed most of the rambunctious antics of Luci’s adolescent years. Marcie’s trips to Bridgewater were frequent enough for her to keep abreast of Luci’s shenanigans, as Mother called them. There was the biking accident when she dislocated her shoulder over spring break. During a horseback riding outing one summer, her mount stepped on her foot and broke it. Her cast was removed just in time for soccer season to begin.

Mother and Dad had taken a much needed vacation and requested that Marcie bring Emma and be Luci’s chaperone in their absence. Marcie had been the one who answered the phone call from police that summer when her joyriding with friends ended badly with the car in a ditch and Luci with a concussion. Marcie was somewhat understanding then and that is just what Luci was hoping for this time.

Finally she had arrived at Marcie’s address, only to find that she and Dan had moved to the suburb of Rosedale recently. Luci surmised that was to be expected since she hadn’t kept in touch with the family. She had gotten tired of lying and trying to keep her family at bay; so she had stopped calling her parents. Just a few more weeks and this would all be over. She had the driver to pull over so she could use a payphone, hoping Marcie’s number would be available from the operator.

Great! Marcie answered and gave her their new address. What would she be thinking? Her surprise had been evident, much like Mother’s surprise when Luci’s rebellion hit a pinnacle three days before her high school graduation. After a heated argument, Luci decided to run off with a girl she met online from northern Virginia. Cassie’s boyfriend had moved to Dresden, Florida and she wanted to go for a visit. She wasn’t comfortable driving the distance by herself. Luci had had enough of graduation preparations. Here she was about to step out into the world and she had never been out from under her parents’ watchful eyes. This would be quite an adventure and Mother had just stepped on her last nerve. If she left, then maybe her family would realize she needed some space. She was tired of being sheltered and she wanted to prove she could make her own decisions without someone watching over her shoulder. Besides the beach sounded like a really nice graduation present to herself.

She had finished her finals, so she called Cassie and arranged for her to pick her up on Thursday morning while Mother was shopping for her graduation party. She left a note saying she was with friends and purposely silenced her cell phone and left it in her nightstand drawer. She waited three days before calling from the beach house.

Not having found her with any of her friends, Mother and Dad had frantically called the police and filed a missing persons report. It was being acted upon since she had been missing for more than 24 hours. Mother and her brother James drove to Florida to pick her up. Needless to say, the drive home hadn’t been very unpleasant. Next time she would not be in such a hurry to dispel their fears. She had incurred multiple new restrictions on her social life following that incident.

In the fall she enrolled at Bryn Mawr College, an all-girl school near Philadelphia. Anticipating from there she would be able to pursue her dream of breaking into the fashion world with more ease than she would if she were attending a college closer to home. She took classes in fashion design and art classes. For the first year she did her best to appear to fit into the college life. Luci secretly made frequent trips to New York to get her foot in the door with different modeling agencies.

Cell phone in hand she had been able to provide enough excuses for not being able to come home as often as her parents expected; new research project, new job at a posh restaurant in Philadelphia to provide extra income, a new boyfriend here and there complete with pictures. She was careful to keep in touch by emails. It was a juggling act to keep her classes on certain days and free up other days for her passion. When she turned 21 there were no more grades to be considered. She convinced her parents to put her college monies in an account so they would be accessible to her, as long as the balance kept growing from earnings they wouldn’t be suspicious.

The ruse had worked. Luci had been out of college for a year, living on her own, using the money for modeling classes. Then last summer she began to think that her parents were wising up and possibly about to discover she was living in New York and working for a modeling agency along with getting some runway experience. She had to do something big to waylay their suspicions just as things were starting to come together for her. Her dear friend had taken her under her wing and knew someone who would produce a portfolio for her.

Perhaps getting married would be big enough. Russ seemed like a good candidate. If there was anyone she would ever consider marriage material, it would be Russ. He was considerate, kind, tender, dedicated to his calling and devoted to the one he loved. She had mentioned him a time or two to her parents. He was a med student and starting his first year of residency at North Shore Hospital on Long Island. Perfect. Suppose she had him fly to Paris where she could be completing some art studies; they could get married there on a whim. How romantic, how spontaneous, how like Luci. She was sure Mother would be devastated, but it would give Luci the excuse she needed to move to New York as a newlywed. Since his residency didn’t allow him much time away from the hospital and their apartment was so tiny, no one would come to visit or expect her to come home as a new bride.

Luci had only thought she was prepared for the tirade that she was hearing over the phone when she announced that she had wed the young intern on the steps of Sante-Chappelle in Paris, France. Russ had come to Paris to propose, but instead they were caught up in the romance of the city and followed their hearts. While speaking to a priest about the beautiful site being a popular wedding destination, they abandoned thoughts of waiting and were married the following day. They spent their honeymoon cruising the Seine and had dined in the Eiffel Tower before returning to New York.

Of course, Mother wasn’t listening; she was sobbing, and shouting at her for being so impulsive and heartless. How could she not want her family involved in this life-changing event? How dare she walk away from her studies at Bryn Mawr. She was reminded of all the monies that had been contributed to her education and what was she thinking to exchange that for a life of uncertainty in New York City. Was she insane or pregnant!? She was mindless to think they were in love enough to sustain a marriage. They had not even met Russ. That was the last conversation she had had with her parents. Reluctantly she had made the decision to go home to Bridgewater for a short visit at Christmas.

Several days before her trip home for Christmas, she borrowed a gorgeous band of sapphires and diamonds from the jewelry closet at the agency. She told her parents Russ was working a lot of overtime during Christmas and couldn’t attend the family festivities. So with a band on her finger and wedding pictures in hand the ruse was complete. Mother seemed pleased to have a doctor in the family, someone capable of watching over their daughter. She painted Russ as the ideal husband when time permitted. They were anxious to meet him. Upon her return to New York, she asked a homeless guy to pose as her husband and call her parents to wish them a Merry Christmas. She paid him a few dollars, promising to look him up occasionally. At that point, things began to get more complicated.

These are the secrets that were about to be dispelled. Her fabricated personal life would unravel when Marcie laid eyes on her. She certainly wasn’t ready to face all the questions, but the time had come and Marcie was her lifeline.

Chapter 2

The Prodigal Returns

A few weeks after Jeffry Daniel was born, Mother had called to let Marcie know that no one had heard from Luci since Christmas. She always discussed Luci with Marcie, the petite blond daughter that seemed to have a sensible head on her shoulders. Marcie always seemed to have reasonable explanations about Luci and could frequently calm a worried mother’s fears. There had been many calls to Luci’s cell phone with messages left but no return calls. She had tried calling several hospitals on Long Island, in the vicinity of their apartment’s address; there was no Dr. Russ Higgins. There was no Dr. Higgins listed in the telephone directory. She just didn’t have any idea where to turn for help. James had considered going to New York to look for her, even placing a missing person’s report.

Marcie explained that she had sent Luci a birth announcement and it had not been returned. Maybe she and Russ had moved or something. Maybe Russ was no longer at that hospital. They were pretty much at Luci’s mercy for information. Surely she would be in contact soon; though she, too, was quite perturbed that Luci didn’t think enough of her family to keep in touch. She must certainly know that her mother would worry; but then, again, the girl was unpredictable.

Marcie was busy with the newborn and his ever exploring sister. She and Dan had recently purchased a bigger two-story home. In April they moved into the quiet little suburb of Rosedale, not too far from Baltimore. Marcie was losing the extra pounds put on during pregnancy by running up and down the stairs, because Emma never seemed to stay in one place very long. She often thought that maybe the extra room was not worth all the effort of keeping track of a busy three year old. There were still boxes to unpack; but her naps were more important especially since Jeffry nursed a couple times a night.

Mother called a week later to say that Luci had sent them an email. She had lost her cell phone and planned to get another one with her next paycheck. They only used Russ’ phone for hospital calls. She had found a job working in the records department at the same hospital where Russ was working so they could see each other more frequently. She was very busy working at a restaurant on weekends to help with their expenses. Not to worry, they were fine. She had responded to the email, but heard nothing further. If that was meant to ease their mind, it only served to add to the mystery.

Dad was having some health issues and James couldn’t get away from the business to go check on her, so they would just have to wait until she got her new cell phone and made contact with the family.

The following week the doorbell rang. Marcie went to the door with Jeffry on her hip and Emma behind her leg. There stood a middle-aged neatly dressed smaller lady with a plate of brownies.

Hello. My name is Elizabeth Watkins from across the street. I’ve been meaning to get over sooner to welcome you to our neighborhood. Thought maybe you might like some brownies, I hope you aren’t dieting, she said.

Marcie glanced around to see how much clutter she had neglected to pick up before inviting Elizabeth in. I hope you will forgive the mess, I am still unpacking. I do know where my cups are and I could make us some coffee, if you would care to come and sit for a while, she said as she opened the door.

What precious darlings you have. I can only stay a few minutes; I’m on my way to a church meeting. Coffee sounds good, she replied.

Marcie put Jeffry in the Pack and Play while Emma followed her into the kitchen to get the coffee. After a few minutes of conversation, she surmised that Elizabeth was the type of neighbor that anyone would love to have. She was obviously one that would do anything to make anyone’s life easier. She invited them to her church at the corner of Rush Road and East Avenue. She was sure they would be welcomed at Gospel of Grace Church; they had a lot to offer young couples of the community. Before she left, she wished to offer a prayer. Marcie seeing that Jeffry had fallen asleep and Emma was busy with Play-Doh she felt could afford to shut her eyes and consented.

"Dear Lord, we thank you for this new little family you’ve brought to our neighborhood. May their days ahead be uncomplicated, may their children fill their lives with love and laughter. Please supply all their needs and be gracious to them. We give you glory and praise. Amen." Then she was gone.

They had exchanged phone numbers and Elizabeth had given her diaper coupons and they had the delicious brownies for that night’s dinner. The prayer was an encouragement to Marcie especially the uncomplicated part. What a sweet lady. She couldn’t wait to share her day with Dan. The children were wonderful that evening. Emma ate without as much as a green bean getting on the floor. Jeffry skipped his fussy time and replaced it with goos and coos. She spoke with Dan about attending the church.

They had gotten out of the church habit when they were both working. Sunday had become a sleep-in day. The following Sunday morning, Marcie and Emma attended Gospel of Grace Church, leaving Dan to mind Jeffry, who was cranky and probably cutting teeth. Elizabeth welcomed her then directed her to the toddlers’ class. She thought that Emma would be quiet during the service so she declined the offer to leave her daughter the first Sunday.

The worship service was a blend of contemporary and old familiar hymns. The pastor was 30ish, tall and muscular, with dark wavy hair. Why would she notice something like that she wondered? His sermon was about David and Goliath, implying that everyone faced giants, reminding them that the battle was the Lord’s and never to attempt the impossible without depending on the Lord. The message blessed her heart. Little did she know how often she would recall these words in the weeks to follow?

The following week Dan went with them. Elizabeth introduced them to Pastor Luke Martin. He was very cordial and said if they ever needed anything to give him a call. Several other couples came up and introduced themselves as well. Dan liked the atmosphere of the church, the friendly congregants and decided that they would attend often.

Elizabeth offered to come and stay with the children so Marcie could grocery shop unencumbered. What a treat that would be! Monday she took her up on the offer. When she got back Jeffry was asleep and Elizabeth and Emma were having a tea party. She put away the groceries and sat down to chat with Elizabeth after Emma was put down for a nap. Elizabeth was saying that they were planning to have a potluck dinner the following week for Pastor’s birthday. He had lost his wife a couple of years ago to uterine cancer and she had always made such a big deal about his birthday. The phone rang.

Hello, Marcie answered.

Hey, Sis, I am in Baltimore and thought I’d drop by for a visit, the voice on the other end responded.

Luci, is everything alright? Marcie gasped.

What’s your new address? Your old neighbors said you’d moved. Luci’s voice replied.

1534 West Walnut St. We’re in Rosedale now. That’s northeast of Baltimore. Luci, where have? Marcie started to ask, but the phone went to a dial tone. Marcie must have looked bewildered as she collapsed on the sofa.

Is anything wrong? Elizabeth inquired.

She hadn’t known Elizabeth long enough to discuss family matters, so she just said, We haven’t heard from my little sister in months and she just called to say she will be here soon.

Well, I’ll be going then so you can get ready, but first let’s have a word of prayer, Elizabeth began, taking hold of Marcie’s trembling hands, Father God, You know all things. Give Marcie a loving heart and wisdom today. Bring this young woman here safely. You know the purpose of this visit, give these sisters peace and understanding. Bring comfort where it is needed. Bless their reunion. Assure Marcie of our friendship and willingness to be of support in whatever is needed. Strengthen her for whatever lies ahead. In Jesus name, Amen, Elizabeth finished the prayer and kissed Marcie on the forehead.

Marcie didn’t know why Elizabeth had prayed those words, but she certainly felt she could use God’s help with whatever was about to ensue. She wasn’t sure she wanted Elizabeth to leave. Nevertheless, she felt comforted in knowing that she was just across the street and willing to be of assistance.

Mother had not been home when Marcie had called her, so she left a message saying she had spoken with Luci and would call back later. Twenty-five minutes later the doorbell rang. She hurried to the door with Jeffry on her hip and Emma at her leg. There she stood, a suitcase in hand, a teddy bear in the other wearing ragged jeans and a tie dyed T-shirt stretched over her enormous stomach. Marcie just stared first at Luci’s stomach, then at Luci’s