Three things kept me from fully enjoying this book:
Firstly, some plot aspects didn’t make sense.
In the opening scene the heroine, Rebecca, is kneeling to pray amidst her massacred family and friends. She was hiding in the bushes while 16 bandits raped and shot everyone on her wagon train. The hero, Race, rides up to investigate, because half an hour earlier he heard a burst of gunshots. On his arrival the bandits -who were searching for money they knew the wagon train was transporting - abandon their search and run for the hills.
The bandits knew they hadn’t shot Rebecca. She was both a witness and could reveal where the money was hidden, but it appears that in the half hour before Race arrived the bandits made no effort to find her. Why?
Sixteen bandits armed to the teeth flee when one rider approaches. Why on earth would they have done that, with such an advantage of manpower, when they hadn’t finished searching the wagon train for the hidden money?
I kept trying to figure out how the chain of events could have unfolded, but I could never come up with a satisfactory explanation, and it really bothered me.
Another inconsistency comes after Race rescues Rebecca. She is scared of everything and sees him as her protector. Race falls deeply in love with her. Rebecca becomes so attached to him that she follows him like a puppy, unwilling to let him out of her sight. Neither can bear the thought of parting, but for a month they travel on the trail, without the slightest romantic encounter, and without ever coming up with the obvious solution: that they marry.
When they finally figure it out, they promptly get married. Rebecca is afraid of sex, so Race gives him time. She sleeps in his arms, but what puzzles me is that he does nothing to break her in gently — no feathery kisses, no soft stroking. Nothing, until a few days later, when he expects to go the whole hog in one night.
When they do make love, Rebecca turns out to be a wanton in bed. Race spends a glorious night with the woman he loves, whom he has been lusting after for weeks, yet afterward he leaves her alone, without any gesture of affection for three days, thinking she’ll be too sore for a repeat performance. He is portrayed as gentle, ultra protective, and 100% in love. Surely, he would hold her, and kiss her, and tell her why he mustn’t do more until she’s had a chance to recover?
Rebecca, on the other hand, is a repressed religious fanatic who has been brought up to think sex is evil, and yet she feels no remorse, no confusion about her violent physical gratification. What she does feel is a terrible sense of failure and abandonment because Race isn’t rushing to have more sex with her.
In my opinion, the behaviour of the characters does not make sense. Sorting out these misunderstandings gives opportunities for cute scenes where they trash out their differences, but I dislike it when people act inconsistently just to create conflict situations.
Another thing that rings false is that Race is a rough, tough, ex-gunslinger, orphaned at seven, who has always had to fight merely to remain alive, and yet he gets tears in his eyes more often than I could count. Would a person so sentimental have survived that kind of lifestyle?
I also didn’t care for the way Rebecca talked, with a contrived formality, even in spontaneous situations. Yes, she was the better educated of the pair, but no one talks like that. An example: in the epilogue, after she has spent eight years living with illiterate cowboys, she rushes up to a ruffian about to rape a woman shouting that he “desist”. Now, is there anyone who would say “desist” in that situation, particularly when it is clear that the person she is shouting at is unlikely to understand what she means?
Race is more authentic in his uncouth cowboy language, but he occasionally slips into flowery expressions and educated words. He talks with expertise about shock, which was not a well understood medical condition in those days, and mentions germs as a cause of disease, a fact which had only recently been discovered. This seems oddly informed for an illiterate gunslinger.
The story is well researched, with lots of historical detail, but there are little plot holes that bothered me (I have a logical mind, stickler for consistency). For example, we are told that there were 13 people on Rebecca’s wagon train, 7 women 6 men. Race finds 11 bodies, 6 men and 5 women, and Rebecca, who is alive. Unless I missed something, there is one person unaccounted for. What happened to the missing female?
Race has 30 cowboys driving a herd of around 100 head of cattle. My understanding is that on a cattle drive the rough ratio was 1 cowboy for every 200 head of cattle (western historical romance is a favourite genre). Race is broke. Why is he employing such a huge number of men?
The bandits are watching Race and his men, and Race knows this. The bandits see him and his men go back to the site of the massacre to retrieve the money hidden in a wagon floor. However, Race and his men continue to believe that the bandits will want to abduct Rebecca because she can guide them to the money. Why? The bandits know the money has been removed from its original hiding place. Are we expected to think that either the bandits, or Race and his men are stupid?
Rebecca has been brought up to abhor violence and will never have held a handgun. And yet, the first time she picks one up, she understands — despite being confused and panicky — that for the weapon to fire, she’ll need to cock the hammer, and when the hammer won’t cock, she searches for the lever that has locked the cylinder in place, knowing she needs to slide that lever to allow the cylinder to spin. How on earth would she have known this?
There are more such little plot holes. When Rebecca is given the clothes of a 12 year old boy to wear, the trousers are so loose they fall off her and the legs so long they need to be rolled up. The average size of a 12-13 year old male in the US today is 4’10-5’1, the average weight 85 to 100 pounds, and in those days people were smaller. We are told she is tiny and delicately built (particularly when compared to Race who is 6 foot 3 with massive shoulders) but his makes her around 80 pounds and barely over 4 feet tall.
The second thing that bothered me was lack of pace. Lots of scenic description, lots of mulling over one’s thoughts. For example, the heroine waking up takes several pages, as we go through her impressions of her surroundings, the sights, sounds, smells she feels. It is nicely written, but too tedious for my taste. Even less I liked the way everything is explained, repeatedly. After a scene, Rebecca or Race will mull over what happened, going over their own feelings and speculating about the thoughts of the other person. I’ve already read the scene, so it is boring to have the meaning of each action and piece of dialogue explained to me, as if I lacked the ability to figure it out myself.
In addition to detail, there is a lot of repetitive content. The scene where Race’s mother dies is covered at least three, perhaps four of five times.
The third aspect that disappointed me was lack of romantic spark between Rebecca and Race. She is tiny and frightened and she needs someone to protect her. He is big and strong and thinks she looks like and angel, so he’ll protect her. It is convenient for them both but I didn’t really feel any ups and downs of romantic tension, only the ups and downs of fighting against their enemies.
All that said, there is a rollicking plot and the writing is excellent, and the characters have to learn and grow. If you like a midget-sized golden-haired angel in jeopardy rescued by a reformed big bad wolf, you might enjoy this more than I did.