Normally, I like to read series books in order; but I've made exceptions, and this is one of them. I picked up a copy of this book four years ago at a thrift store as a present for my wife, since I knew it would be right up her alley. (She's since read it twice, once to herself and once as an "organically-powered audio book" that I read to her. :-) ) My original intention was to get the first two books of the series and give her those first; but I then discovered that (at the time) they were out of print. So we approached this one as a stand-alone, and it works well that way. (The lead characters here are apparently minor characters in the first two books, and the major characters of the latter are secondary characters here; the relationships and any essential back story is introduced here effortlessly in passing, with no info-dumps, though it's probably helpful to have read the book descriptions for the previous volumes, in order to understand how and why the Ladies' Shooting Club was formed.) But in an interesting development, I've just learned that paperback copies of the first two books are again available, so they're going on my to-read shelf!
Our setting here is the fictional small town of Fergus, in the Idaho Territory (probably southern Idaho, going by the geographical proximity of Boise and Nampa) in the late 1880s. While I've classified this as a Western --and it is, since a gang of outlaws robbing the local stagecoach lines plays a major role in the plot-- Western "shoot-'em-up" action, while present, isn't a heavy part of the mix here, and much of it happens, as it were, off-stage. The focus is on the interactions of the characters as they live realistic life in a very well-evoked frontier community of that day (the Western genre is really a branch of the historical fiction genre that grew into a tree trunk of its own, and this is solidly-researched historical fiction.) Davis obviously knows the craft of blacksmithing inside and out, though (unlike some authors) she doesn't try to shoehorn in every bit of data that she knows; and the same can be said for driving four and six-animal stagecoach teams. (Personally, in my total ignorance, I had no clue that this required as much physical skill and dexterity in handling the different reins as it does; this book was a eye-opener in that respect.)
While the book isn't heavily "preachy," as a Christian writer, the author brings out in a positive way the role of the town's church in the community life, and of a Christian faith taken seriously in the lives of the principal characters. There's no bad language and no sex scenes. Some might classify the book as a "romance," since a clean romantic attraction grows and blossoms between a hero and a heroine who respect each other and appreciate each other for other qualities besides good looks (though they're not immune to appreciating those, either!); but if it is, it's the kind of "romance' that reminds us that the term doesn't have to be an epithet. :-) There's not much heart fluttering and daisy petal-pulling going on in the book, and plenty of more substantial and interesting things to flesh out the plot.
Rightly or wrongly, some readers have the impression that Christian fiction tends to reinforce male chauvinism and patriarchal gender role stereotypes, and to ignore ugly social realities (and to be sure, there are certainly Christians who confuse cultural stereotypes with mandates of their faith, and who don't want to be disturbed by the sinful world around them). That's not a charge that can stick well to this book, however. Vashti Edwards is a strong, independent woman who expects and wants to pull her own weight in life, and who knows what she wants and has the guts and discipline to train for it and to make it happen, even if it's doing well in a traditionally male job. Griffin Bane is the kind of male who can see the worth of that, and who wants an equal partner, not a serf. And Davis is the kind of writer who, without being unnecessarily graphic, can take a hard look at the evils of child sexual abuse and teen prostitution (and the prejudiced stereotyping and gender double standards that we subject the victims of it to).
A fair rating of this book would probably be four and a half stars, if I could split stars, and I suppose I do give out too many five-star ratings. Readers who demand a lot of action in a book might find this a bit slow-paced in places, and Davis could have used better editing. We learn early on that Griffin's newly-widowed sister lives in Cincinnati (which, obviously, is in Ohio), but when she fobs her teenage oldest son off on Griffin, a subsequent chapter puts his former stamping grounds in Pennsylvania, and that unexplained relocation is maintained through the rest of the book. And at one point, Vashti "stuck the holster [which she doesn't have] back in her belt." (The author obviously meant that our heroine stuck her Colt back in her belt, since she doesn't have a holster and usually packs her gun in her overnight bag, but had "holster' on the brain and wrote that instead.) That reflects poorly on Barbour Publishing, as does the fact that the binding on the book came loose and let the text block fall apart while I was reading it (though, granted, I didn't buy it new). But as a measure of my sheer enjoyment in reading it, I had to round up!