The Florida Keys in 1852 – not the best place to realize you’re on your own with very little money and no way back home – if you still had a home, that is.
The publisher’s blurb:
Two Men Vie for Her Affection–Survival Will Depend on Choosing the Right One
Two years ago, Prosperity Jones waved farewell to her beloved David as the army sent him to faraway Key West. Now with her parents gone, she has but one prospect for the future: make the dangerous journey from Nantucket to Key West to reunite with David and secure a happier life.
But when Prosperity arrives penniless in the South, she is dismayed to find David has not been eagerly awaiting their reunion. In fact, he is married to someone else. Scrambling to survive and nursing a broken heart, Prosperity gains the friendship–and the affection–of a kind doctor. Could he be the answer to her loneliness? Or will her life be upended by circumstance yet again?
With a deft hand, Christine Johnson fills the senses with the sights, sounds, and smells of Key West in this heartwarming story of honor lost, honor redeemed, and a love forged in adversity.
What did I think of the book?
Prosperity’s mother has passed away after a long illness, leaving her no family in Nantucket, and good reason to finally be able to follow her fiancé, David, to his Army post in the Florida Keys. Though she knows a woman traveling alone to meet up with a man is quite scandalous, she has no worry, because her David is waiting at the end of the journey and they will be married.
As Prosperity travels south, a letter from David ending their engagement is making its way north. Soon after she arrives, Prosperity meets up with a shocked David – and his triumphant new wife, already huge with child. Devastated, Prosperity tries to restart her life in this strange town by working as a laundress at the local hospital, but her thoughts are always on David. Even as she catches the attentions of an older doctor at the hospital and begins to consider marriage to him, she still thinks only of David.
I enjoyed the story, though at times I just wanted to shake the stuffing out of both David and Prosperity and lock them in a room with a fruit basket until they came to their senses. I would give David an extra shake for his adamant adherence to “don’t speak ill of the dead”, even though if he simply told Prosperity the truth a lot of problems would never have occurred. Maybe that’s my 21st Century sensibilities overlapping his 19th Century beliefs, though.
**I was sent this copy from Revell Publishers in exchange for my fair and honest opinion.**