Fair warning, this is not my chosen genre. However, a penpal I've known since 1991 sent it to me for Christmas and I felt obligated to give it a try.
The basic story is that 15 year old Sadie and her Amish family move from Ohio to Montana. She is heartbroken because her father told her she could not take her palomino Paris. She will, of course, never love another horse the way she loved Paris.
Five years later Sadie is working days at a nearby ranch, cleaning and helping in the kitchen. One day when Jim the ranch hand is driving her to work, they almost hit a horse that suddenly appears in front of their truck. The horse was deathly ill and exhausted. Sadie feels a connection to this poor animal, the first horse she has really noticed since Paris.
Well, the upshot of this is that the horse ends up at the ranch, and eventually the owner of the ranch tells Sadie he will give the horse to her. It was not his to give, no one knows where it came from, but that didn't seem to bother anyone, although Sadie did think he should at least try to find the owner.
Okay. Now. I have read a few of the other reviews of this book, and I agree with some of them about the way this particular Amish family did not seem very Amish. But as far as I could tell, no one else mentioned the fact that this sick and injured horse was described as 'he' from the first moment he appeared. But later, when various incidents have happened to Sadie, the horse is suddenly called 'she' more than once. That was the point I decided to DNF. Maybe I am too fussy, but an author should keep her pronouns straight and if she can't the proofreaders and/or editors should.
These were not the only issues I had with this book. I never could care for Sadie very much. By the time she was twenty I would have thought she would be a mature young woman. But she was very much a child, even skipping one morning when her boss takes her to the barn to see the horse. Skipping like a little girl? At 20 years of age? Please.
Sadie sat down to a family meal in one chapter, and described the bowl of potatoes with melted butter on top. Butter that she had loved when she was younger, but now she avoided it in order to not get fat. That was the first but not the last time that she commented on being worried about getting fat. Please. Again.
Sadie's mother is dealing with mental health issues but Sadie just gets annoyed by this, and gets mad that she and her sisters have to cook on days when her mother is having problems. I would have thought that a supposedly mature young farm girl (Amish or not) would have been able to take over when necessary. And even though the author made a point to explain the Amish attitude towards this type of problem, it seemed so callous that the entire family was mad about the way their mom was acting and never seemed to have any compassion for her at all.
Also, to finish this rant, there were too many times during the book where the action stopped while the author told about various aspects of Amish life or the way Sadie's mother gardened back in Ohio. That was especially annoying because one of the sisters had met Sadie at the door with concerns about the mother, which triggered pages of garden memories while I was stressing about what was going wrong with Mam! This kind of information can be important but can also be woven into the story more smoothly so that it does not seem like such an interruption.
Okay, obviously I did not like the book for many reasons. It seemed too big a subject for the author, quite frankly.
But as I said, this is not my usual genre, and apparently many reviewers who do read romance and/or Amish themes thought it was wonderful. Usually such a disappointing book would be given away, but I will be keeping this one because my friend who knows I love both books and horses sent it to me.
DNF around page 215.