Title: The Traveling Man (Traveling, #1)
Author: Jane Harvey – Berrick
Release Date: January 27, 2015
Genre: Contemporary Romance
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Blurb
I was ordinary. Nice. He was extraordinary. And he wasn’t always nice. Moody and difficult, brilliant and beautiful, Kes scared me and he protected me. He could be incredibly hurtful and incredibly thoughtful. He wasn’t perfect, but he was perfect for me. He challenged me, he took me out of my safe little box and showed me the world could be magnificent. He was everything I wasn’t. Aimee Anderson is ten when the traveling carnival first comes to her nice little town. She doesn’t expect her world to change so completely. But meeting Kestrel Donohue puts her life on a different path. Even though she only sees him for the two weeks of the year when he passes through her home town, his friendship is the most important of her life. As a child’s friendship grows to adult love, the choices become harder, and both Kes and Aimee realize that two weeks a year will never be enough.
Review
I have read a ton of books this past month for the blog, as you all have noticed by the many review posts we've had lately. When I first saw the cover for traveling man, I wasn't sure what to expect. Right from the very beginning, I was hooked. Not only was this book so unique from all of the other books out there, it was such an amazing book. There is a cliff hanger at the very end. I'm not going to lie, I may have yelled a little when I got to the ending. I think my exact words were, "You can't end there!!" I have a love-hate relationship with cliff-hangers. They make you want to read the next book and keep things interested but, when a book is really good, you are desperate for the next book. So, I find myself constantly stalking the author to find out when book 2 will come out. You will, too. I've got to say, this is the best book I've read all year long. I know this year is just starting out, but this really was such an amazing book. For those interested about the book, it starts out with a carnival coming to town. A girl choses to go for her birthday and meets a little boy who travels with his family with the carnival. I really don't want to spoil the book for anyone, because I really want you all to read it because I know without a doubt that you'll love it as much as I did. Anyway, the guy and girl become best friends. She helps him with his reading and writing and he helps her have fun. By the end of the book, they're adults and they reunite after years of separate that resulted from a misunderstanding. I know I recommend a ton of books for you all to read but if you read nothing else I recommend, read this book. You will NOT regret it!!
Excerpt
He’d grown taller. Not as tall as his grandfather yet, but nearly as tall as my
father. His shoulders were wider and I could see his biceps pushing through his
ragged t-shirt, but he was still on the thin side, wiry, I guess. He looked stunning, like
he should be in a boy band—you know, the bad one that makes all the parents fear
for their daughters’ virginity.
I watched him out of the corner of my eye as I turned to study the competition. I
had to admit it wasn’t looking good. The girl was taller than me and wore a low cut
tank top that showcased a lot of cleavage. Her boobs were no better than mine, I
decided—there was just more of them on show. So whereas I looked safe, nice you
might say, she looked dangerous. Her arms were covered in colorful tattoos, her
ears pierced five or six times each, and she had silver rings through her lip and
eyebrow. Her face was hard, but beautiful, even caked in makeup.
I guessed she was maybe two or three years older than me, it was hard to tell.
As if she felt my gaze on her, she swung toward me, her eyes blazing.
“No rubes back here!” she yelled. “Get the fuck out!”
I was shocked that a complete stranger would speak to me like that. I froze, my
eyes darting to Kes. He turned to look at me, his frown of annoyance changing to a
warm smile.
“Chill, Sorcha,” he muttered. “The shrimp’s a friend.”
I wanted to laugh. I wanted to cry. He was pleased to see me, but so dismissive. I
stood there with my mouth hanging open. And then I was in Kes’s arms, breathing in
the scent of sweat and soap and something like fresh hay that was so familiar.
“Hey, kid! How you doing?” he said, as he led me away.
His voice had deepened. No longer childlike, it was a light, pleasant tenor.
“Don’t call me kid!” I snapped, punching his shoulder.
He laughed and rubbed the spot where I’d hit him. His dimple popped out and I
wished I’d hit him harder—then kissed him better.
“Okay, not a kid,” he smiled, but then I watched his eyes darken as they drifted
down my body, pausing at my chest, then doing a slow sweep along my legs and
hips. “No, not a kid,” he said again, and this time his voice was gruffer.
About the Author
I lived in London for over 10 years and have a love affair with New York. It's only since I have moved to the countryside, that the words have really begun to flow.
I live in a small village by the ocean and walk my little dog, Pip, every day. It’s on those beachside walks that I have all my best ideas.
Writing has become a way of life – and one that I love to share.
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