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One young woman. Two very different roads. The choice will change everything.
Even as a pregnant, unwed teen in 1974, Sandy Lincoln wanted to do the right thing. But when an ageless woman approached her in a convenience store with a mysterious prophecy and a warning, doing the right thing became even more unclear. She made the best choice she could . . . and has lived with the consequences.
More than thirty years later, a pregnant teen has come into her life, and Sandy’s long-ago decision has come back to haunt her. The stakes rise quickly, leaving Sandy with split seconds to choose once more. But will her choice decision bring life . . . or death?
"The Choice shows the struggles of unplanned pregnancy and the courageous act of adoption in a way that I haven't read before . . ." —Abby Brannam-Johnson, former Planned Parenthood Director and author of Unplanned
"Whitlow captures the struggle of many women trapped in the battle over abortion in a truly sympathetic and affecting way." —Booklist
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About the Author
Robert Whitlow is the bestselling author of legal novels set in the South and winner of the Christy Award for Contemporary Fiction. He received his J.D. with honors from the University of Georgia School of Law where he served on the staff of the Georgia Law Review. Website: robertwhitlow.com; Twitter: @whitlowwriter; Facebook: robertwhitlowbooks.
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By Robert Whitlow
Thomas NelsonCopyright © 2012 Robert Whitlow
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Chapter OneRutland, Georgia, 1974
Sandy Lincoln nervously twirled her long blond hair around her index finger. A magazine with a picture of Olivia Newton John on the cover and a feature article about Cher's recent breakup with Sonny lay unopened in her lap. Her mother stared unseeing across the waiting room.
"Why is it taking so long?" Sandy asked.
Her mother checked her watch.
"It's only been thirty minutes. Do you want to go home and let the doctor call?"
"No," Sandy replied immediately. "What if Daddy answers the phone?"
"You're right," her mother answered with a heavy sigh. "I don't know what I was thinking."
A dark-haired nurse in her thirties stuck her head in the room.
"Miss Lincoln, you may come back now."
As soon as the nurse spoke, Sandy instinctively grabbed her mother's hand for a second and then released it. The two women followed the nurse down a narrow hallway to an examination room.
"What did the test show?" Sandy asked anxiously.
"Dr. Braselton will be with you in a few minutes," the nurse said as she held the door open. "He'll discuss it with you then."
There was one chair in the room. Sandy hopped onto the examination table and let her feet dangle. The white paper that covered the table felt cool against the back of Sandy's bare legs. She repositioned her short skirt. The queasiness that had greeted Sandy each morning for the past two weeks returned. She put her hand to her mouth to stifle a burp.
"Stomach upset?" her mother asked.
"I'm scared," Sandy replied in a voice that sounded more like that of a seven-year-old girl than a seventeen-year-old young woman. "The test is positive, isn't it?"
Before her mother could answer, Dr. Braselton swept into the room. The white-haired doctor was older than Sandy's parents. His two children had already graduated from Rutland High, and one now attended medical school in Augusta. Sandy's mother started to get up from the chair.
"Keep your seat, Julie," the doctor said with a wave of his hand. "I just saw Bob at the Rotary lunch a couple of hours ago."
"Did you tell him we were—"
"No, no. I didn't know Sandy was coming in until I checked my schedule when I got back to the office."
The doctor turned to Sandy and opened a thick folder in his hand. Dr. Braselton had been treating Sandy since she was a baby. Her chart contained a record of everything from childhood vaccinations to follow-up care after an emergency appendectomy. He rubbed the side of his nose and looked at Sandy with a depth of kindness that made tears suddenly flow from her eyes. The doctor grabbed a couple of tissues from a box and pressed them in her hand.
"Sandy, you're pregnant," he said. "And based on the information you gave my nurse, you're about eight weeks along."
Sandy wiped her eyes with the tissues. Through blurred vision she could see her mother was also crying.
"I'm going to write a prescription for prenatal vitamins until you can see an ob-gyn," Dr. Braselton said, then turned to Sandy's mother. "You go to Bill Moore, don't you?"
"I can set up an appointment, or—"
"I'll do it," Julie said with a sniffle.
Dr. Braselton waited until Sandy's tears slowed to a trickle and her mother's natural stoicism reasserted itself.
"I'm here to help you in any way I can," he said. "Do you have any questions?"
Sandy looked at her mother, who shook her head. Dr. Braselton was a good man who'd served two terms on the city council and was the head of an important committee at the church. Sandy didn't want him to have a bad impression of her or her family.
"I know who the father is," she said, trying to keep her voice steady. "There's only one person it could be. I didn't want to do it, but things got out of hand, and I didn't think I would get pregnant. I mean, I know it can happen, but—" She stopped in midsentence.
"Does the boy know you're here?" the doctor asked.
"No." Sandy paused. "Not yet."
"You have a lot of important decisions to make," Dr. Braselton said, closing his folder. "If you want to talk to me about anything, call Patricia and tell her you want an appointment."
Tears stung Sandy's eyes again. The doctor patted her on the shoulder. Sandy saw him glance at her mother.
"Julie, that goes for you and Bob too."
"Thanks," her mother mumbled.
* * *
Outside the office, Sandy opened the passenger-side door of the car and shifted her cheerleading outfit to the backseat. Embroidered on the uniform front were four stars, signifying the number of years she'd been on the varsity squad.
"You won't be needing that," her mother said as she started the engine.
"But Friday night is the Caldwell County game," Sandy protested. "As long as I don't do any stunts, there's no reason why I can't cheer. And Brad and I are going out with a group for pizza after the game. I told him before I left school today that we need to hang out with other people instead of always being off by ourselves."
"You should have thought about that eight weeks ago."
Sandy didn't answer. She was guilty and without any excuse.
"Do you remember the talk we had about premarital sex?" her mother asked as she backed out of the parking space.
"Yeah, when I was fourteen."
"When did you decide to forget about it?"
Sandy stared out the window and didn't answer. They turned onto Campbell Street and passed her father's insurance agency. A sign in front of the one-story, red brick building read Lincoln Insurance Services.
"Are you really going to make me quit cheerleading?" Sandy asked in a subdued voice.
"Did you hear what Dr. Braselton said about big decisions?"
"That's not one of them."
Not sure what her mother meant, Sandy kept her mouth shut during the remainder of the short drive home. Her mother pulled into a garage that a previous owner had added to the 1940s colonial two-story, wood-frame house. Sandy's car, a bright-yellow VW Beetle with flower decals on the fenders, was parked at the curb. Carefully maintained bushes in rows across the front of the house reflected the orderliness inside.
Sandy went upstairs to her room. From her window, she could see the symmetrical maple tree that she and Jessica Bowers had loved to climb when they were little. Beneath the tree was a gabled Victorian-style playhouse built by Sandy's father. The playhouse was still in good shape. Sandy kept it free of cobwebs, and every few years she and her father applied a fresh coat of pink paint. Her mother told her friends the playhouse was waiting for grandchildren. Sandy regretted that her mother's wish was about to come true much sooner than she'd expected.
Sandy slipped on her favorite pair of jeans and sucked in her stomach to button them. The jeans had been snug the previous week. Now they were downright uncomfortable. Sandy took off the jeans and put on a pair of baggy gray sweatpants with Rutland High School printed in large red letters down the sides of the legs.
She heard the front door slam as her little brothers, Jack and Ben, came bounding into the house. The boys, ages ten and thirteen, shared a large, airy bedroom across the hall from Sandy's room. She stepped into the hallway as they raced up the wooden stairs. Ben slowed down and crouched low as he approached her.
"Hey, let me show you the move I learned in wrestling today. I flipped Andy onto his back like a turtle."
"Not now." Sandy held up her hands. "I'm not feeling well."
Ben stood up. With his brown hair, dark eyes, and broad shoulders, everyone said he looked like his father. Jack was still a skinny towhead. Sandy could hear Jack banging around in the boys' bedroom.
"Is that why you went to the doctor?" Ben asked.
"Did he give you any medicine?"
"You already take vitamins."
"But you don't," Sandy replied.
Ben flexed his right bicep, which seemed to have doubled in size the past year.
"Can you imagine how huge my muscles would be if I did?"
"Yeah, but who beat you in arm wrestling last week?"
"As soon as you feel better, I want a do-over."
Sandy left Ben and walked downstairs to the kitchen. Her mother was on the phone. She looked up as Sandy entered.
"I'll call you back later," she said, returning the receiver to its cradle.
"Who was that?" Sandy asked.
Julie Lincoln's older sister, Linda, lived in Atlanta. Sandy glanced over her shoulder. Her brothers weren't in sight.
"Were you telling her about, you know—"
Sandy's mother sat down at the rectangular table where the family ate their meals. Behind the table was a bank of windows. Sandy could see the maple tree, the playhouse, more flower beds, and the expanse of green grass carefully maintained by her father.
"Because I'm confused and need her advice."
Sandy wasn't used to her mother admitting weakness.
"I don't know how to talk to your father about what you should do with the baby, what we're going to say to Brad's family, your schooling. You're thinking about cheerleading. I'm worried about the rest of your life."
Sandy plopped down and rested her head in her hands.
"I'm worried about talking to Daddy the most and Brad and his family second," she said. "Mrs. Donnelly is a nice lady. I think she'll understand when—"
"You have no idea how Kim Donnelly is going to react," her mother said, cutting her off. "They moved here less than a year ago. Who knows what the Donnellys believe? Someone at the beauty shop told me they've both been divorced."
"That was a long time ago," Sandy said, avoiding eye contact with her mother.
She'd not disclosed to her parents the background information revealed so casually by Brad. Divorce in small Georgia towns in 1974 still carried a significant social stigma.
"It happened before Brad and his brother were born," she said.
"Were they married when Kim conceived Brad?"
"Sure," Sandy replied, then realized she didn't actually know the answer. "I mean, they were adults."
"Do you think that makes a difference?"
"No, ma'am," Sandy admitted. "I don't feel grown up."
"Because you aren't, except in the way that got you into this mess."
Tears stung Sandy's eyes again. She'd never been so emotionally fragile.
"That sounds harsh, but it's true," her mother continued. "You're not ready for life on your own, much less the responsibility of a child."
"I know." Sandy sniffled. "But it helps that Brad loves me. He told me so at the dance after the first home football game. Together, we can work things out."
Her mother covered her face with her hands for a moment, then looked up.
"Sandy, please don't say things like that. A high school romance isn't something you can build a future on."
Sandy didn't have the strength to argue. Shame had sapped her normal spunkiness.
"I'm going outside," she said.
"Go ahead," her mother replied. "It's not a good time for us to talk. I'm as upset as you are and need some time to think before your father comes home. I'm disappointed in you, but I don't want you to take the brunt of his reaction."
Sandy went into the backyard. Most of the leaves had fallen from the trees. Her brothers had raked them into the compost pile at the rear of their property. The grass was a rich green following the fall dose of fertilizer.
Sandy opened the tiny door to the playhouse and crawled inside. She leaned against the bare counter that had served as a make-believe stove, sink, and changing table. A young girl's imagination can be as strong as her childhood reality. Sandy pulled her knees up to her chin and closed her eyes. When she opened them, nothing had changed. She felt trapped. Imagination had lost its magic. Her present reality left no room for pretending.
She was still pregnant.
Chapter TwoCoach Cochran came by the office today to increase his life insurance policy," Bob Lincoln said as they sat around the supper table. "Did you know his wife is pregnant again?"
"No," Julie replied.
Sandy kept her eyes focused on the lasagna on her plate. She'd nibbled around the edges but wasn't hungry. Her mother often prepared meals from scratch, but this supper had gone directly from the freezer into the oven and then to the table.
"He's not going to give up till he gets a boy," her father said. "One more girl and he'll have enough for a basketball team. I'm going to talk to some guys in the booster club and see if we can't scare up some extra cash for him by the end of the season. It'd be a shame to lose him to a big-city school over a few bucks. He's doing a great job."
"The players like him," Sandy offered in a soft voice.
"And they play their hearts out for him," her father replied. He took a quick sip of sweet tea and leaned forward. "Do you know what else Coach Cochran told me?"
Not waiting for anyone to guess, her father clapped his hands together.
"He believes Brad Donnelly is a bona fide Division I prospect at wide receiver! Cochran has been getting calls from coaches at a few SEC schools." Sandy's father raised his hands as if signaling a touchdown. "Including Auburn. War Eagle! Sandy, if Brad gets a scholarship offer, you could go to Auburn and try out for the cheerleading squad. I'm not trying to pressure you, but wouldn't it be a blast if Brad made the team and you were on the sidelines? Cheerleading in college is a huge commitment, and your studies would have to come first, but being part of that would be something you'd be proud of for the rest of your life."
"Would we get to go to the home games?" Ben asked.
"Every single one of them," his father answered. "And we might go to a few away games too. The whole thing got me as excited as a kid."
"Your lasagna is getting cold," Julie said.
Sandy's father looked down as if suddenly discovering there was food on his plate. He took a big bite.
"This is great, honey," he said, his mouth partially full. "Better than what they serve at Mama Rosario's."
After supper, Sandy helped her mother put the dishes in the dishwasher. The two women worked in silence. The males in the family went into the den to watch TV for a few minutes before the boys did their homework.
"When are we going to tell him?" Sandy whispered as she rinsed Jack's plate. "I sure didn't think about college all afternoon."
"I did," her mother replied. "But not, of course, like your daddy. It's a forty-minute drive to the community college in Carteret. You could probably schedule classes two days a week or go at night after the baby is asleep."
Her mother's words made Sandy's head spin. She suddenly pictured herself in her bedroom with a crying infant in what had once been her grandmother's yellow wicker bassinet. Sandy and her brothers had each spent the first few months of their lives in that bassinet.
"I would stay here after the baby is born?"
Her mother pressed her lips together tightly for a moment.
"Sandy, this is a bad situation, but we're not going to put you out on the street."
A moment later, Bob Lincoln walked into the kitchen and placed his hand on Sandy's forehead.
"Feels fine to me," he said. "Ben told me you went to the doctor today, then mentioned something about getting a prescription for vitamins."
Sandy backed away from her father until the kitchen counter stopped her.
"Yes, sir," she said.
Her mother looked toward the den.
"Where are the boys?"
"There wasn't anything decent on TV, so I sent them upstairs to do their homework. What's going on?"
Julie dried her hands on a dish towel. Sandy held her breath. The queasiness she'd felt in the doctor's office returned, only worse. Her mother wrung the towel tightly in her hands for a moment before laying it on the edge of the sink.
"Sandy's pregnant," she said.
No preamble. No buildup. No effort at damage control before dropping the bombshell. Sandy had watched her mother handle her father for years. Sometimes she could change his mind and make him think it was his own idea. This was a radically different approach. It was her daddy's turn to step back. Sandy and her father faced each other across the kitchen with her mother standing in the middle.
"How?" he managed after a few seconds passed.
"I think you know the answer to that," Julie replied matter-of-factly. "She's about eight weeks along. It explains why she hasn't been feeling well when she first gets up in the morning."
"You've had morning sickness?" Sandy's father asked with a bewildered look on his face.
"I threw up today, but you'd already left for the office."
Her father's face suddenly turned red. His mood could shift in seconds. Sandy braced herself.
"Who did this to you?" he sputtered.
"Brad Donnelly," Sandy replied. "It happened toward the end of summer. Do you remember when we went to the lake—"
Sandy's father swore and slammed his fist against the countertop.
"I'll get him kicked off the team and expelled from school! He rides in here from Houston and takes advantage of you." Sandy's father looked wild-eyed at her mother. "Do the Donnellys know about this?"
"No," Sandy responded. "I didn't want to tell Brad until I saw the doctor and talked with you."
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Most Helpful Customer Reviews
Thank you once again Mr Whitlow! Not the expected storyline at all!
This book was from a very relative point of view. It is easy to relate to for anyone who went through their teen years in the 1970s. Mr. Whitlow did a good job of developing the characters in very real ways. This book certainly brought out many "choices".
Whitlow has done it again, this man continues to write some of the best novels I've read. The storyline is intriguing, the characters are fantastic. I especially liked that the main character, Sandy, was such a mature 18 yr old. This is a wonderful story of a mother's love and sacrifices for her children. A story about teen pregnancy, abortion, adoption. Beautifully written.
However, As a BirthMother I can honestly say this story starts out realistic to most cases of the decade but ends inlike most reununions, especially where boys/males are adoptees. Good read. Quirky rushed ending.
The Choice is a beautifully-written story of a young woman who finds herself pregnant and facing a choice that will affect not only her future but also the future lives of many. Whitlow uses believable characters and engaging plot lines that will keep you turning the pages and shedding a few tears.
All Robert Whitlow's stories are great and this one really tells a needed story. A great read!!
This was a book that I am so glad I read. Abortion is something very near to my heart. I have been an unashamed pro-life supporter for most of my life, and this book fit well into my belief system. It is a powerful book with a timeless message. This book couldn't have picked a better starting year--my birth year. That caught my attention from the beginning. And Sandy was a fantastic character that I so enjoyed watching mature physically, emotionally, and spiritually. I was so glad she made the choice she did even though there was counseling on either side. I could never imagine being placed in her position. I always knew what the right decision should be for an unplanned teen pregnancy, but this put the decision into a real life situation. When the story jumped ahead to 2008, I was quite pleased with the direction the story went. To see that Sandy continued to trust God and went on with her life was really neat. But the story was expertly written as it continued to take twists and turns. My emotions were played with on more than one occasion, but it was a fantastic ride. The ending nearly took me down one road, and I was prepared to accept it. And then the story took a 180 degree turn that truly astounded me! There was a supernatural element of the story about which I was not quite sure, but in the end, it made perfect sense. While the gospel message was never spelled out, there is no doubt God was a major player in this story. The author is a master storyteller who writes with passion and intensity. I highly recommend this book to anyone who enjoys reading about social issues with a Christian worldview. I was sent a copy of this book in exchange for my honest review. I was not financially compensated, and all opinions are 100 percent mine.
Great story. Would have liked a littlle bit different ending.
I have read two of Robert Whitlow's books and couldn't put either one down. Can't wait to read more.
A great book to read,would highly recommend everyone to read it
I have read all Robert Whitlow's books and was so excited to read this, then to be asked to review it. I thoroughly enjoyed it, but I will admit that his Greater Love series raises the bar quite high. The Choice winds and turns around several characters, whose choices make for a surprising ending. I definitely recommend The Choice. I also would encourage you to read his other books, especially Greater Love, Deeper Water and Higher Hope. I purchased The Choice from Barnes & Noble, who asked me for a review.
it is one of his best books ever I have enjoyed reading all of them but this one is a real winner
Well when I first started reading this book I wasn’t so sure about it. To me, the first part of the book seems rushed and some lines and parts feel a little cliche. I was like yeah, yeah, yeah same old same old, I’ve heard this story before, give me something new. But sticking with it, the second part improved greatly, I found myself getting to know and really relate to these characters. (I am trying so hard right now, by the way, to write this review without spoilers because there are so many things I could say in more specific details, but I don’t want to give away huge chunks of the plot). By the end of the book, I was reading as fast as I could, trying so hard to find out what would happen next. When I finished, I had tears in my eyes and the story had moved me deeply. As someone who did mock trial in high school and Model UN in college, I appreciated the legal aspects of it as well. The only other thing is that I’m not so sure I liked was the whole prophecy thing. It was a little too mysticism feeling for my liking, but I could look past that to the overall story itself and I understand how it furthered the plot. I think this book reminded me a little of Jodi Piccoult’s work, one of my favorite authors. I say that because of the interwoven ethical/moral dilemma, interaction with the legal system, and strong relationship/family components. I appreciated also that it was a Christian book on the subject of unwanted pregnancy and the choice between adoption, abortion, or parenting without ever coming across as preachy or holier than thou. It was refreshing. I think if you have ever been involved in the pro-life movement (as I have) that you will find this book a mostly enjoyable read. Disclosure: I was provided with a free e-book copy of this in exchange for my honest review. These thoughts and feelings are 100 percent mine and 100 percent real!
Back in 1974 Sandy Lincoln finds herself pregnant, a gifted High School senior. Roe v Wade has passed and several people ...including Brad her boyfriend want her to have an abortion. Instead Sandy goes to live with her Aunt Linda in Atlanta, and decides to have the baby, but give it away for adoption. The first part of the book is the life Sandy leads leading up to the birth. What a remarkable young woman she is. There was an incident when she was only a few months along, where she meets and elderly woman named Rebecca who tells her she is going to have twins and one will kill the other...how unsettling! Thirty-three years later the book begins again, and Sandy has a well established career. She befriends a pregnant 16 year old, and opens up old wounds for herself. There is a lot of action and heartache ahead for her. The book does deal with some tough subjects, rape, teen pregnancy, abortion, adoption. It is very well done story, and a real page turner. Don't miss it. I receive this book through Litfuse Publicity tours and the Publisher Thomas Nelson, and was not required to give a positive review.
When I picked up this book, I expected it to be the standard story of a pregnant teenager and the choices she has to face....and that's exactly how it starts out. What I didn't expect were the twists and turns Sandy would face and how this book would end up coming full circle with her past choices coming back to haunt her. Sandy's story was an awesome reading adventure and I loved seeing how it all played out. I was really surprised at Robert Whitlow's ability to understand female emotions and personalities and write in such a way that I could really connect with. Since I usually find myself reading Chick Lit books, which are mainly written by women, it was a nice change to read a story by a male author that really spoke to women. My only complaint would be that the climax happens very late in the book and the story seems to get wrapped up rather quickly from there. Disclaimer: A complimentary copy of this book was provided for review by Thomas Nelson Publishers. All thoughts are my own and I was not required to post a positive review.
The Choice is written by Robert Whitlow. Robert Whitlow is a very good author. I have read a few books of his and this one did not disappoint. This book takes place in the 70’s and is about a teen named Sandy Lincoln who becomes pregnant. She is faced with the choices that will affect not only her life but a lot of others for many years to come. I found Sandy to be quite grown for her seventeen years of life. The choice she has to make is made harder when a chance encounter with an elderly woman brings her a prophecy. The choices of adoption abortion what is the right choice. Once the choice was made Sandy thinks she has lived with it quite well until a pregnant teen finds her way into Sandy’s world. She finds herself making another life changing decision. What choice she makes is again a life or death decision. I have to say I was reading a biography and was finding that I was in need a little fiction so I picked this up thinking I would read a little of both but I found I could not put this book down. I was moved to tears during my reading of this book. I was wowed by how Robert Whitlow writes from a woman’s prospective so well and how he seemed to get what a woman must go through during this time. He writes so that you feel it along with Sandy. I found the main theme to be total sacrifice. I really enjoyed this book. I give this book my four star rating. I did receive this as a complimentary copy from Book Sneeze for my honest review. This review reflects my opinion.
This is my second Robert Whitlow book, the first being "Life Support". In The Choice, he gave us another page turner about choices and how it affect our lives and our future. The year was 1974 in Rutland, Georgia, Sandy was a normal teenager with a perfect life and a great boyfriend. A decision to be intimate got her pregnant. The boyfriend Brad and family wants Sandy to get an abortion, so they could get on with their lives. Sandy made the choice of completing school and the pregnancy in Atlanta with her aunt and giving the babies (twins) up for adoption. On her way to Atlanta she met an old woman who gave her a prophecy and a warning. Thirty years later, she is a teacher in the same high school in Rutland, Georgia. A pregnant student came to her for help. How is she going to advise the student? Pro-life, pro-choice, also a topic for this coming election. Does the government have to give away free birth controls and abortions to prevent unwanted pregnancies? Whatever decision a person decides in life is a choice one has to live with her whole life. This book shows us how much an unwed pregnant teenager has to face decades ago and at present time. How God is always there for and with us. The last part of the book are questions for study group. I got this book from booksneeze in exchange for an honest review
Throughout our lives we have a chance to make decisions that affect our future. The Choice by Robert Whitlow is a book that deals with the struggle a young girl named Sandy has to make. Does she choose to abort her baby or does she keep the twins and put them up for adoption? With the recent passing of Roe vs Wade the choice is even harder than years before. Years later Sandy meets a young girl named Maria who has been raped and is facing the same decision. With Sandy's insights into the emotions surrounding an unwed mother she is in the best position to help Maria. But the school guidance counselor pushes Maria for abortion and wants the procedure done as quickly as possible. Sandy's interest in the case puts her on the opposite side of the school and she receives several reprimands from the school but continues to work with Maria. In the third part of the book Whitlow unveils the consequences of Sandy's decision and Sandy not only finds inner peace but eventually meets her twins. God's guidance through a difficult experience shows that He can bring everything together for Sandy and Maria. The book was an easy read and kept my attention all the way through. Having already read all of Whitlow's other novels, I was not disappointed in The Choice. I highly recommend this book to anyone who wants to learn about the struggle between abortion and adoption. It will allow the reader to better understand the depth of the decision a young mother has to make. And it will open your eyes to the way that God works through difficult circumstances to bring about something good.
Once again author Robert Whitlow writes a best-seller. Without one second of hesitation, I can quickly recommend this book to anyone who desires to read about the life of a young girl who finds herself pregnant and the choices that she must soon face. After Sandy, a senior in high school, finds herself pregnant by Brad Donnelly, a star football player, her life quickly changes never to be the same again. The first part of the book deals with Sandy's choices that she has to make and the fact that she must follow her inner desires to do what is best for not only one baby but two. While many people tried to influence her and direct the decision that she would have to make we quickly see that Sandy learns how to stand on her own in her decision making. She makes many decisions that will not only impact her life but the life of both of her babies that she will give up for adoption. The second part of the book is over 30 years later and how as a school teacher she faces a young girl in her class that is pregnant. She desires to help this young girl make wise choices as she was faced with many years earlier. While on this quest there were many hurtful things that Sandy encountered, yet in the midst of the turmoil she not only comes across one, but both of her sons. There are many emotions that the reader will experience as they go along the journey that is prepared for Sandy. She finds that God never left her, rather He was guiding her along the way all the time. She in return desired to reach out and help others around her. She is soon acquainted with her son's family and her grandchildren and later was asked to be an acting grandmother to the young girl who was pregnant and had her child. From the first to the last page this book is filled with adventure, excitement and thought provoking situations that helps one to become less judgmental and more understanding in the way one views issues in life. There is also a study group discussion section at the end of the book that would be helpful. Each book by Robert Whitlow is entertaining and I can't wait for the next to arrive. 5 of 5 stars