Another "Serenade Saga" short-historical romance book that I've owned for more than thirty years. Obviously I like this book, since I've kept it all these years through many military and civilian moves. I loved this author's early historical romances in the Serenade series and still own all but maybe two of them. Every time I read this story, I almost dislike it because the heroine is stuffy and bullheaded almost to the unlikable point, and the hero is also frustrating and unheroic at times. But both of them come around by the end, and every time I cull books, this one somehow makes the cut.
When Naomi Morrison was left in the desert, the crude half-breed who came along, Linc, was not her idea of an answer to prayer. The Easterner John, a fossil hunter, was more like it. With weather, desert, and renegade Indians endangering them all, I found it to be a thoroughly enjoyable read, even if Naomi was too indecisive.
It was just an OK read,maybe if Naomi could have made up her mind about which guy she wanted before almost the end of the book it would have been a better read.