E-Reader Addict Rating: 🌟🌟🌟🌟½
There are a few authors I love that, when I get their books in my possession, I let them sit on my Kindle, unread, for months. It always ends up that I love the stories and devour page after page until I’ve reached THE END. Then I always kick myself for not reading the book the moment I had it in my possession.
Yet I hesitate again and again because I know the book probably isn’t going to be light and fluffy and pure entertainment. I know my mind and my heart will be completely invested and a piece of my soul will be forever altered. It’s an overwhelming endeavor to undertake in a flippant way and I feel like I need to be in the right headspace before starting such a venture.
And I questioned myself extra this time:
Do I really want to read about what is sure to be a difficult situation?
With the world in such a precarious time, am I mentally able to handle reading difficult things?
With the whole family all up in my business all day, every day, can I give this book the proper attention it deserves?
Do I usually overthink new books this much? No! But I knew Where the Lost Wander could be epic, and I wanted to give the story the respect it deserves. And also be prepared for the carnage on my heart that may ensue.
Because Ms. Harmon has caused it several times. And DAMN IT. She did it again.
Naomi May and her family – father, mother (who is due to give birth any day), older brother and his wife, and three younger brothers – have joined a wagon train in Missouri that’s headed west on the Oregon Trail in the spring of 1853. Joining the group is John Lowry, a half-white/half-Pawnee man, who is delivering a small herd of mules to a fort a couple hundred miles along the trail.
Naomi and John’s attraction is instant. But life on the trail is hard and perilous and fraught with uncertainty. Just when they allow themselves to get excited about a future together, all their greatest fears come true and neither knows how they’ll be able to continue on.
But they do.
I can’t remember when I read such a beautiful story of determination, grit, and love. Despite already experiencing the loss of a husband, Naomi is not only physically strong, but mentally and emotionally strong. She knows her mind and isn’t afraid to speak it. I loved how open and clear she was in communicating with John exactly what she felt and what she wanted. She hadn’t a coy bone in her body. And oh, John…I loved his restraint and his internal conflict, and how he was intentional with everything he did, his patience with Naomi’s younger brothers. I loved how his love for Naomi was so deep he was willing to risk great things for her and to be with her. Together they battled harsh elements, unforgiving terrain, unfair prejudice, and soul-crushing loss. John and Naomi’s happily-ever-after was not easily won.
I also can’t remember when I read a book that had me so tied in knots from the beginning. The prologue drops you in the middle of a horrific situation, then chapter one begins several months earlier with John Lowry and the May family making final preparations for the start of their journey west. So you spend two-thirds of the book on your own journey of frustration and angst, along with all the other things the emigrants experience, waiting for the bottom to completely fall out. You know what’s coming, you know it’s awful, and I was sorta angry with Ms. Harmon for doing that to us readers. I really do think I would rather have not had the tragic event hanging over my head for so much of the book. Please, just let me be horrified when it happens…
Readers may think the pacing of this story is slow and tedious. I don’t disagree. But I think travelling two thousand miles in a covered wagon with a group of two hundred people must also be slow and tedious. Interspersed amongst monotonous days are events wrought with great peril and disaster. It was not difficult for me to imagine what that journey must have been like and I was fascinated by all of it – the numerous river crossings, the interactions with Indian tribes, the stops along the way. Because of Ms. Harmon’s masterful storytelling, this story took me along the trail with her characters and I felt every hope, every disappointment, all the impending doom, and every heartbreak.
What I didn’t feel enough of? Great relief and triumph. When you read over 335 pages of harrowing, gut wrenching, heartbreaking story, I feel like the reader has earned more than a short epilogue of a few pages wrapping things up. Yes, I was glad to know how things worked out. But the ending chapter made me feel like I was a starving person who was given a mini-sized Snickers as a whole meal.
Other than an abrupt and unsatisfying ending, Where the Lost Wander is an amazing, touching, and poignant tale of love and determination. Once again, Amy Harmon has taken my heart on a journey filled with ups and downs. This was a hard story to read – not because of the writing, but because of the emotions it evoked. I knew it would be because that’s what Ms. Harmon does, my trepidation was not without merit. And that’s why I have to prepare myself before reading her books.
* thank you to NetGalley and Lake Union Publishing for providing an ARC in exchange for an honest review