Writing in diary form, Ann Rinaldi paints a sensual picture of time and place--and gives readers an intimate glimpse into the heart of a child as she becomes a woman.
When fifteen-year-old Rose agrees to marry Rene, a man over twice her age, she believes she might come to grow fond of him, but really she is doing it to help her parents, since she believes Rene holds their mortgage. At the turn of the century, Rose leaves her home in the south to live with Rene in Brooklyn, and goes from a school girl to the woman of the house. But can a girl so young really be the woman of the house? And will Rose come to love her husband?
Loosely based on the story of the author's grandparents, this book takes an intriguing premise and goes absolutely nowhere with it. Rose's struggle for maturity is not significantly dealt with and her continual struggle over whether she does/ doesn't/ should love Rene is drags out in a ridiculous fashion. This book was little more than fluff-- a Harlequin Romance appropriate for a younger audience. Readers looking for historical fiction with substance-- and satisfying romance-- should turn to Rinaldi's earlier novels, such as "The Second Bend in the River" or "Time Enough for Drums."