More coming-of-age than romance, this is a sweet story of the journey of Alice-Ann from infatuated teen to maturing young woman. A great deal of that maturing has to do with recognizing the difference between a childhood infatuation and real, true love.
Accompanying the endearing and frizzy-haired Alice-Ann is a lively cast of characters. These are well-rounded characters whose back-stories you can almost feel, even when they are not given. I remain curious about a potential work-place romance at the bank where Alice-Ann works after high school, and I would have like more of Aunt Bess' story in particular.
Set in rural Georgia, primarily during America's involvement in World War II, the small town feel pervades this novel without being stereotypically Southern. While I appreciated the almost universal 1940's-small-town-America, it did sometimes seem that the Great Depression was a more distant memory than I would expect.
The story itself starts off with a bit of a 30's/40's teen movie vibe, where I can almost hear some of the young contract actors of the time reading lines. Very quickly, however, the story develops into something deeper and more engrossing with a very realistic feel to the events and dialogue. To continue the movie comparison, it became less Love Finds Andy Hardy (MGM, 1938) and a bit more The Best Years of Their Lives (RKO, 1946) while retaining the sweetness and small town feel established from the beginning.
Alice-Ann's story was not what I expected it to be, and I enjoyed it tremendously. Each aspect was so well handled, from her first confession of love to her slow realization of what love truly is, from her learning more about prayer to the changes in perspective as her experience of life widened, even in the predictable and inevitable - but again, not quite as expected - makeover scene. This was kept rather low-key and completely obliterated my earlier annoyance at her constantly tugging at her frizzy hair.
I've had a reticence of late when it comes to World War II stories. A feeling that I wouldn't enjoy them as much as I do stories from the decades before the 40's. In choosing to read Eva Marie Everson's World War II story, I did so knowing that she had previously made me almost like a Dickens story, and that is no mean feat. Based solely on my enjoyment of her Christmas novella, God Bless Us Every One (it left me wanting to read more by her, but not Dickens), I expected her to deliver a novel that would be likely to cure me of my reticence. I think it has.
Highly recommended for those who enjoy well-written novels with well-developed characters, coming of age stories, and romance that is both sweet and respectful.
This review refers to a finished copy requested through the Tyndale Blogger Network and received from the publisher in exchange for an honest review. All opinions expressed are my own.