Mara Is Crying

By John Thomas

A one night stand leaves Mara with an unplanned pregnancy. Pressure from the child's father convinces her she has no way out and she grapples with the idea of abortion. With raw intensity, this debut novella honestly exposes the medical and emotional truths behind the controversial practices that have recently shocked America. "Very powerful!" - Kelly Shackelford, CEO of Liberty Institute.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Dec 5, 2015
• ISBN: 9781329739895

John Thomas

I am a retired science teacher/writer, having worked in the UK and US, the author of a series of secondary science texts and a book on creative thinking and problem solving, "Take Charge of Tomorrow -- and Change It!" (Random House, 1997).When researching my book on creativity I came in contact with the late Edward Matchett, a world authority on creativity and genius, who, as the result of a casual aside, got me started studying the famous "Song of Solomon", the "greatest puzzle in all literature". I was surprised to notice in the Song some of the principles I had been writing about. Further study revealed the "Song" to be meticulously structured exposition of the principles of creativity, even genius.Unable to find a publisher for the material, I have self-published it as "King Solomon's Masterclass in Creativity", showing it to be the third part of a wisdom trilogy, along with Solomon's Proverbs and Ecclesiastes..The e-book version is also available as "King Solomon's master class in creativity and genius". The same title is also available in paper back.I have since researched the evolution/creation question, exposing the errors of both parties, and proposing a simple final solution in the book "EvoGenesis -- Easy answers to evolution", the micro-biological content of which has been approved by a top scientist at the HPA, Porton Down, UK. For more information, go to http://www.EvoGenesis.com or http://www.GapTheory.net

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Mara Is Crying

Mara is Crying

© 2009 John David Thomas

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Table of Contents

The Dream

Mrs. Watner Visits Mara

Sam Gets Serious

The Second Dream

Sam’s Response

Mrs. Watner Visits Mara Again

The Third Dream

Sam Convinces Mara

Mara Visits the Doctor

Afterwards

The Fourth Dream

Epilogue

The Dream

The picture perfect white house sat amidst a well manicured green lawn behind a white picket fence.  The house was not grand, but elegant in its simplicity and beauty.  A walkway strode straight up to the house from the gate, sitting in the middle of the fence.  A flower garden surrounded the fence and ran down the walkway to the house where it again spread out around the house.  The colors were breathtaking.

Mara sat contentedly on a swing on the front porch.  The sun shone brilliantly, but the day was not too warm.  It was just warm enough to make the cool summer breezes blowing across her face quite refreshing.  She looked up to admire a few fluffy white clouds floating lazily across the deep blue sky.  She smiled as a robin broke out in song from a top branch of a magnificent elm in the front yard.

This is what I always wanted, she thought to herself.  What a life!  What more did she need?  She seemed to recollect that her life wasn’t always this pleasant.  But that dim memory of her old, tough life was so vague she quickly lost the thought.  Instead, she luxuriated in the cool breezes and beauty that surrounded her.

Suddenly, the robin’s song became more strident and increasingly loud.  She looked at it in bewilderment.  She realized she couldn’t sit on the porch any longer with that noise going on.  Quickly, she arose from the swing and, blinking, realized she was sitting up in her bed and the alarm was buzzing.  Sadly, she reached over and shut it off.

As she lay back down in bed, she looked up at the water-stained ceiling above her.  She realized she was back in her apartment.  Just another dream of The House, she thought with an audible sigh.  She had the dream so often she had given it a name.  The dream started a year ago and was now increasing in frequency.  It seemed only to serve to remind her how empty and colorless her life was.

What a life! she exclaimed sarcastically.  Her situation came flooding back to her.  She was alone—few friends, no real family, a bad, low paying job, living in a run down apartment complex in an ugly area of town.  She realized that though she was young, her circumstances were unlikely to ever change.

She used to be depressed by such thoughts.  Now, she accepted them without emotion.  Her life seemed to