I love when a book has so much history that it spurs me to do my own research. Two other books focusing on the Creole and Cajun people have already encouraged this in me. And now Under the Cajun Moon has as well.
The story is about a Chicago business woman (Chloe) called home to Louisiana by her mother who explained that her father (a famous Cajun chef) had been shot and gave Chloe specific instructions about some property he just bought, and for her to meet with his lawyer at the restaurant ASAP.
After barely waking up the next morning in a New Orleans hotel room, of which she had no memory, the police found the lawyer in the suite dead, and evidence that she was the murderer. An attorney her assistant hired uncovered some inconsistencies allowing her to be released, although still accused, with a trial pending.
While trying to evade the press to get to the hospital where her father was in a coma, a man from her past, Travis Naquin, helped her slip by them. The rest of the book was one thing after another, never knowing who to trust or with whom she could divulge the story about buried treasure which the dead lawyer had revealed to her the night before.
Travis had been a Cajun young man Chloe went out with once years ago, the evening ending, well, not as good as Travis had hoped. But he never forgot her. Knowing she's innocent of the charges, he helped her to find evidence of her innocence, and answers to the mystery behind a poem displayed on her father's wall, and how Travis was embroiled in all of it.
Hiding place to hiding place Travis took her on boats and canoes through swampy waterways around New Orleans, finding Cajun family members to assist, or sadly, getting caught. What a ride!
Two things that gave me joy:
Travis was clearly a man of faith, sharing that faith with Chloe, who because of her non-nurturing parents, had always felt God was the same, and had more pressing issues than to listen to her. Travis told her of a love so great that the Father sacrificed his own Son for her.
The other was the history of the peoples who settled in Louisiana, some exiled from Nova Scotia area, some directly from France or Africa, making up Creole and Cajun settlements. The word Cajun came from the Acadians, French people who had settled in upper northeast Canada, then exiled down the Atlantic coast. Through my Wikipedia explorings I learned those who remained in Nova Scotia area are still called Acadians, not Cajuns. And because I’m interested in local cuisines I learned that their foods are quite different from their southern Cajun relatives. The languages of Acadians, Creole and Cajuns have French roots, but the dialects are so strong that they’re completely set apart. Fascinating.
Good story!