Good, Not Great
This novel is the second I've read by Tracey Cramer-Kelly, although it was published 8 years earlier than The Longest Run. I wish I could praise True Surrender as highly as I did Longest Run but, sadly, I cannot.True Surrender is less well-written, less polished and the story needlessly more complicated than that in the later book.
Essentially, a high-ranking 36 year old Army officer, Aaron, is severely wounded in Afghanistan and brought to a hospital in California for treatment.There he undergoes the amputation of his right leg below the knee, and encounters a former lover in the guise of his prothetist, Holly.
The slowly rekindling romance between these two MCs is soon intertwined with the discovery
of a screw-up and then cover-up of a mission in Afghanistan, the very one that resulted in the capture snd near-fatal torture of Aaron and two colleagues. The eventual reveal of the screw-up and cover-up in fact provides the climax to the story.
Okay, the story is exciting, the MCs both likeable and admirable, and the settings memorable. But the conflation of the romance story with the military operations one, while an essentual plot device, becomes mired in details. The HEA ending comes almost as an unsatisfying afterthought.
Two major problems: the writing and the device that starts the plot. While gecwriting is generally quite serviceable and lively, the author evidently failed to edit her text carefully before loosing it on readers.There are instances of egregious errors in choice of vocabulary-"effluent" instead of, I'm guessing, "fluent," for example. A couple of obvious typos pop up to detract from the flow. Finally, there are a couple of nnoying examples of failure to properly identify the antecedents of pronouns.
As for the plot device that starts the whole thing-- Aaron's leg amputation--not enough use is made of it in the descriptions of the interactions, eventually sexual, of the two MCs. This is not a piece of devotee fiction; still, the reader is entitled to expect that the issue of the hero's leg stump would come up more frequently, particularly in scenes of cuddling and full-on love making. It hardly appears at all.
Still, this is a fine book, with emotionally rich story-telling and believable, sympathetic, characters. I think there is a good deal here to appeal to mature male readers, like myself, as well as to the more typical younger female demographic.
Most heartening, Tracey Cramer-Kelly has built on the the solid, if flawed, writing here to become a stylist of the first order. I'm looking forward to reading more if her recent work.