For starters, I have to say that I have a soft spot for scarred heroes. They don’t have all this macho confidence, the “I’m the one. World, kneel to me,” mentality which I don’t mind in the right story but it has been abused in ridiculous degrees in many stories. Scarred heroes are also more complex, they doubt themselves which is a blessing for the reader. Now, if to that physically and emotionally imperfect hero you add music --and violin in particular-- I have all my Erik-alerts set off. (insert happy emoticon here.)
That said, I finished Miss Devon’s Choice and I can honestly say that this is the best book of the series so far. (I admit I haven’t read The Social Tutor.)
Christian’s character grows in the story and Rebecca is the right tool to help him do just that after his disastrous past and his being bullied that had led him to isolation and his grandfather’s mercy and punishments. The scene where Rebecca’s innocent teasing through a secret passage brings him back to his school years says a lot and the theme of bullying and its effects on even strong people is --sadly-- very familiar nowadays.
If that was not enough, everything that I needed more in the previous books… well, this one has it in just the right doses!
We’re talking about a “sweet romance” (I’m so ignorant --and not very interested in learning-- all these genre categories and their various guidelines) but I can say that is a sweet story and definitely a romance so we have that covered.
As many other stories it’s good to make you “travel” into another world but, as always in Sally Britton’s case, there is something more that makes it different from the other “boy meets girl--yep, they‘ll have their HEA” stories.
There is always a subtle something, an idea that every story tries to analyze--of course in the realms and limitations of its genre (which means without becoming tedious or lectur-y.)
If The Gentleman Physician worked with the theme of “love in the midst of death” (which is still my favorite) and The Earl and His Lady with the question “is love possible after a great loss?”, Miss Devon’s Choice works with “is love a choice?”
Miss Devon and Sally Britton believe it is and --thankfully-- the male hero proves to be very lovable (I don’t dare to think what would have happened otherwise) but still the question and, more than that, the idea remains: can we love someone because we choose to? If love is work (and many agree to that) then what if one is industrious enough from the very beginning of it? And if that is possible (Britton thankfully does not go that far, escaping from any preaching hints) what if we choose to love the whole world? Wouldn’t that make for better people--us? A better world? What if instead of acting like the ton we work hard into finding the qualities we could love or at least relate to in the other?
Okay, I see I’m influenced by a sweet, romantic reading here but it’s more than that.
I’m afraid what speaks to my own mentality is this: having a choice is more than responsibility (of what that choice would be, how things will turn out etc.)
It’s empowering.