My Rating:

Favorite Quotes:

He moves through the world with a quiet kind of certainty, like he’s reading a map I can’t see. Like he understands things I’ve never learned to name.

Honestly, a squirrel with a head injury could probably find north faster than this guy.

“Your voice went up about three octaves,” I point out. “You sounded like you were auditioning for a boys’ choir.

My Review:

Much like the female main character at the beginning of this engaging tale, I’m a lazy girly-girl, and not a wilderness-loving, camping, or even glamping kinda gal. I need hot and cold running water, a memory foam mattress, and a bug and varmint-free climate-controlled sleeping environment. So I cringed and flinched a bit while reading their less-than-comfortable trek across the Alaskan frontier, as Kelly Collins has the superb knack of slotting me into the scenes of her characters’ encounters… consider me a less-than-innocent bystander.

The two main characters were not immediately endearing or lovable, but they soon won me over as their prickly edges smoothed. As always, Ms. Collins’ descriptive writing style was easy to fall into, perceptively detailed, well-paced, and keenly honed for a quick and entertaining read.