5+ stars (8/10 hearts). Okay, so I have wanted to read Anna Rose Johnson ever since her first book was released. I’ve heard so much praise of her, and this book justified all my hopes. It even exceed my hopes. It was absolutely delightful.
A 1912 Michigan lighthouse on a tiny island—what can be more enchanting? I adore Lake Superior, and I was thrilled to visit it again in this book. The descriptions of Gichigami are splendid, and fully brought the location to life with all its many moods. And although the island is tiny, its tenants make it a most wonderful stopping place.
The Martins are such a lovely little family. Mr. Martin and Mrs. Martin are some of the very best fictional parents I’ve ever had the honour to meet. They were so sweet and understanding, firm when necessary but so very loving! They almost never disappointed me—which is so rare, because when kids get in trouble in books I have so much difficult with the parents because they’re usually so NOT understanding! Maureen started off by rubbing me wrong (yikes, are ALL of us oldest sisters that poky??) but she mellowed out into an amazing big sister. Hazel stayed irritating for so long but ended up darling, and Ansel is the most typical boy, and you can’t help but love him despite everything. As for little Forest, he was an absolute doll and a gentleman, and my favourite in the whole book. The whole family was just so precious and perfectly imperfect! So realistic!
And then there’s their new member, a sensitive, imaginative orphan named Selena Lucy Landry (but she goes by Lucy). Little Lucy had her flaws, but she worked so hard to overcome them in the end, and she had so much heart and meant so well! She was exquisitely written. She was very realistic, she was perfectly written as a child, she reminded me of Anne Shirley more than any other fictional character I’ve ever come across… often “imaginative” characters are just frustrating and shallow but Lucy was real. And seriously, she was SO well done. Her mental narration was EXCELLENT.
The plot was fairly simple—Lucy had to get her new family to love her, the new family had to prove they were worthy light keepers, and Lucy had to find the lost treasure to prove to her Papa that she remembered him. (I forgot to mention how much I love Lucy’s parents, but especially her Papa!) The three things were woven so well together and flowed so naturally! I love the final dénouement—it fits JUST RIGHT and wraps everything up SO perfectly. And right up to there, the story is exciting and gentle and funny and sweet, the perfect combination of everything that makes an enjoyable, unforgettable book.
I don’t like modern books—but I LOVE this one. It’s so old-timey and adorable! It reminds me of all the lovely old books I love, like the Five Little Peppers and The Railway Children and the Bastables and others. It made me think of Edith Nesbit and Louisa May Alcott and Lucy Maud Montgomery and the wonderful authors of the past. As someone reared on classics and madly in love with them, who reads them endlessly, I was thrilled to find such a similar book. I can’t say enough praise for this darling new novel. Anna Rose Johnson is a new #1 favourite author of mine.
A Favourite Quote: “I was afraid to get in that boat, but—but sometimes when things are as bad as I think they’ll be, I get more courage than I would otherwise.”
A Favourite Beautiful Quote: Ansel deposited the egg ever so carefully in Lucy’s hand. A sense of awe overtook her, and she wondered how God could ever have dreamt up so many things—luscious brown eyes; spotted eggs both beautiful and nutritious; smiles like Forrest’s and his mother’s.
A Favourite Humorous Quote: “I believe,” she said, slowly, “that we were fighting the British.”
“When?”
This was a stumper. […] “The War of Independence,” said Lucy, sounding far more confident than she truly felt inside. “On . . . the Lakes.”
[…] “The Great Lakes? You’re thinking of the War of 1812.” […]
Lucy’s face burned hotter than the Great Chicago Fire of 1871. (One of few historical incidents she could ever remember, since it had a charming ditty that went along with it, about a cow kicking over a lantern. The War of 1812 had no snappy lyrics.) “I think,” said Lucy, quickly turning into the Elderly Queen, complete with pince-nez and haughty manner, “that you ought to keep your nose in your own affairs and stop interfering.”
“As long as I’m the proud son of a lighthouse keeper, I’ll keep interfering,” said Ansel cheerfully. “This is our tower.”
The Queen felt her crown begin to slip off.
*I received a complimentary copy of this book for promotional purposes. I was not required to write a positive review. These are my honest thoughts and opinions.*