Emily Carver wants what most young women in 1895 want, a husband and a home of her own. She’s disenchanted with the life she’s grown up in, following her father from mining camp to mining camp in search for a treasure of gold that never materializes. They barely survive in whatever shack or shanty they move into next.
Caeden Thibault wants to see the west and live off the land. He’s disgusted with his father’s money-grubbing ways. He’s left New York behind and doesn’t plan to go back. He has no intentions of marriage or home and no faith in a happily-ever-after.
Thrown together by circumstance, Emily and Caeden discover a lot about themselves and each other that they didn’t expect. When claim jumpers show up, it’ll take all their strength of wills to overcome the obstacles in their paths.
Not a bad story, but not one of Tracie Peterson’s best. The problem with writing so many good books is that readers want all of them to be that good! This one gets a little too preachy for my tastes, but the message is solid and the gospel is true.