Marji Laine

I Love a Good Mystery!

Mara’s Journal – Chapter 2


Read Mara's story in A Dozen ApologiesDid you catch yesterdays post? Nothing like getting involved with a new story from the get go. Sort of like a short-term soap opera! A Dozen Apologies, has another post today! Check out Write Integrity Press for the scoop and don’t miss visiting here for the rest of the story!

The story premise: After coming to know the Lord, Mara Adkins feels compelled to try to right the wrongs she committed during her more manipulative days. And she’s got a LOT of victims to encounter. Yet God just might intend that one of them hold her heart. 

These pages were directly following the ones in the prior post. I almost missed them because they were stuck together with some sticky residue. I don’t even want to know what that was.
From Mara herself:

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It’s comforting to know that I’ve always been perfectly right about one thing: I’m not a baker. And it’s a good thing, too, because not only do I hate baking, I absolutely LOVE cake.

Like Italian Cream Cake.

Or Red Velvet with Cream Cheese Icing.

Or Boston Cream Pie. (Which is technically a pie, but really a cake undercover. Trust me on this.)

I think after this debacle, but before I hit the road again, I better run another few miles and fill up with a salad. Judas, I mean Jared, and his double-cross, will not make me gain a single ounce. Of that, I’m certain.

What I’m less certain about is all of these men I need to speak to. Half the time I’m throwing my head back like an arguing teenager. “Don’t make me do this.” The other half of the time, I’m sure I need to follow the course. The men all need closure I guess.

Whether they know it or not.

And maybe, just maybe, God will use me to urge one of them in His direction, like Jenny and Garrett urged me.

That would make this trip southward worthwhile, but I won’t be sorry either way. Wait. I will be sorry, just not regretting going. Regardless of what happens—and I confess, my expectations are really basement level—I know I’m following what God has led me to do.

Now, if He would just lead me to a job that lasts a little longer than a day. Preferably one that doesn’t feed my cravings for junk food and sweets.



PS from Marji Laine: A Dozen Apologies provides a special treat—though not as yummy as Red Velvet Cake (and I’m such a fan!) but close—for the readers! You all get to help decide the ending of this book! Too much fun!

The way it works is: A new chapter will post each weekday at Write Integrity Press. Read the 13 chapters (from 12 different authors) and then choose the hero you like the best. The guy who gets the most votes gets the girl! Whoop!  And as a bonus, the book itself, which will offer the only chance to see the final chapter, will be free over Valentine weekend! Win-Win!

Your Turn: What’s the funniest story you can remember from a wedding?

Author: Marji Laine

Marji is a recently "graduated" homeschooling mom whose twin girls have blessed her by sticking around the nest for a little longer. She spends her days directing the children’s music program at her church and working with the authors of Write Integrity Press to put out the best possible version of their books. Raised in suburban Dallas, she got her first taste of writing through the stories of brilliant authors of their day, Mignon Eberhart and Phyllis A. Whitney, and through stage experience. After directing and acting in productions for decades, Marji started writing her own scripts. From that early beginning, she delved into creating scintillating suspense with a side of Texas sassy. She invites readers to unravel their inspiration, seeking a deeper knowledge of the Lord’s Great Mystery that invites us all.

5 thoughts on “Mara’s Journal – Chapter 2

  1. There were too many to put here. Like Marji, I’ll probably put some experiences in a book!


    • Ha! I’m not even sure some of mine are believable. They happened, but reading them in a fiction novel people might think, “Nah, that’s way over the top.” LOL! Would love to read some of your experiences, Paulette!


  2. I would seriously love to answer my own question, but someday my answer will be in one of my books!


  3. It always seems to be the flower girl or ring bearer. At one cowboy wedding I attended, the ring bearer did his job perfectly until he made it beside the groomsmen. He sat down and slowly pulled off each boot and each sock. I believe everyone watched the slow, precise way he did that 🙂