{"id":4793,"date":"2023-03-27T19:59:04","date_gmt":"2023-03-27T19:59:04","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/?p=4793"},"modified":"2023-03-27T19:59:04","modified_gmt":"2023-03-27T19:59:04","slug":"review-child-of-summer-by-a-t-abbott-2022","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/index.php\/2023\/03\/27\/review-child-of-summer-by-a-t-abbott-2022\/","title":{"rendered":"Review: Child of Summer by A T Abbott (2022)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span id=\"reviewTextContainer\" class=\"readable\">This is a most unusual book &#8211; one with no reviews or ratings on Amazon or Goodreads (at the time I read it). That means it\u2019s a complete blank slate, and I have no idea what to expect. But the blurb is intriguing and the cover is lovely (and most unusual) so I\u2019ll give it a go.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft  wp-image-4795\" src=\"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/childofsummer-640x1024.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"392\" height=\"627\" srcset=\"https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/childofsummer-640x1024.jpg 640w, https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/childofsummer-188x300.jpg 188w, https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/childofsummer-768x1229.jpg 768w, https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/childofsummer-960x1536.jpg 960w, https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/childofsummer-1280x2048.jpg 1280w, https:\/\/marykingswood.co.uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2023\/03\/childofsummer.jpg 1600w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 392px) 100vw, 392px\" \/>Almost at once, there\u2019s a problem. The hero, Robert, Viscount Childes, attends a ball. He\u2019s engaged, but he appears to be having a sexual relationship with his future wife, even though he plans to take a trip to India before the wedding, a journey of at least a year. What on earth is she supposed to do if she falls pregnant, and he\u2019s on the other side of the world? Yet he seems quite pleased with himself, and his pal thinks he\u2019s a bit of a lad. I can\u2019t imagine any Regency gentleman with pretensions to honourable behaviour acting that way, yet we\u2019re told throughout the book how honourable he is.<\/p>\n<p>However, off he goes to India, whereupon the neglected lady promptly jilts him and marries someone else (because she was pregnant? We\u2019re not told, but I wouldn\u2019t be surprised). Four years later he returns, now bumped up in rank to the Earl of Hartfield since his father\u2019s death, and attends the same ball and sees a lady there he danced with four years ago, Eveline Parish. Then she was lively and friendly; now she\u2019s cold and distant. There was some scandal about her, but he doesn\u2019t know what. Whatever could have caused such a great change in her?<\/p>\n<p>When Rob bumps into her (literally) she\u2019s being verbally set upon by a group of women, including Rob\u2019s former betrothed. Rob rescues her, but she\u2019s offhand with him. He\u2019s intrigued by her, and sets out to befriend her, even though he doesn\u2019t really know what the scandal is surrounding her. This doesn\u2019t go too well, and ends up with Evie being on the receiving end of even more abuse from women. Whatever did she do?<\/p>\n<p>And all the while, Rob and Evie are drawn to each other and very rapidly falling in love &#8211; or rather in lust, because this is not a sex-free read. There are some surprisingly passionate kisses early on, with the inevitable effects, and later in the book there are some long-drawn-out graphic sex scenes, which I confess I skipped over. There\u2019s also a fair amount of robust language, of anachronistic forthrightness, including the f-word. We\u2019re definitely not in Kansas here. I don\u2019t mind that, although it does knock me right out of any semblance of Regency atmosphere, especially when it\u2019s the ladies running around shouting \u2018Bollocks!\u2019.<br \/>\nWhat I did mind, very much, was the title errors. It\u2019s not that there was much that was outright wrong, exactly, just that it was confusing. I spent quite a lot of time trying to work out exactly why Evie\u2019s mother is Lady Eugenia, especially as her brother is Sir Elias Stone. That\u2019s not impossible, but it\u2019s very, very odd. Titles like Lady Eugenia, Lord Edward and Lady Jane are not simply polite forms of address to the upper classes, they actually mean something. Only the daughter of a duke, marquess or earl can call herself Lady Eugenia. Only the younger son of a duke or marquess can call himself Lord Edward, and since he\u2019s the son of an earl, his correct title is the Honourable Edward Ainsley. And \u2018Lady Jane\u2019 is the Dowager Countess, so her correct title is Lady Highfield.<\/p>\n<p>However, most readers won\u2019t notice any of that, or the plethora of Americanisms, because after a moderately slow start, things ramp up pretty fast in the second half of the book, and this is where the author\u2019s talent absolutely shines through. When it comes to emotionally fraught interchanges, I\u2019d say she\u2019s almost up there with Mary Balogh (and that\u2019s high praise indeed). The whole story of Evie\u2019s disgrace is gradually unravelled and dealt with, and although the method of dealing with it is fairly melodramatic, it had me cheering, I can tell you.<\/p>\n<p>There are no other books listed under the author\u2019s name, so I\u2019m going to assume it\u2019s her first published work. As such, it shows a great deal of promise. However, the plot is a little uneven, with long, rather dull spells punctuated by high drama, and I wasn\u2019t enamoured of the amount of lusting the main characters got up to from the start. I strongly disliked the hero\u2019s shaky morality both towards his original fiancee and later towards Evie, especially given her history. A Regency gentleman is supposed to treat a lady with the greatest respect, and his condemnation of his brother for very similar behaviour smacks of hypocrisy. As for Evie, I wasn\u2019t convinced that she would behave that way after her previous experience. I wondered why her previous disgrace was such a secret; it was so dreadful that she was supposedly permanently ruined, yet no one seemed to know exactly what had happened (or at least no one told Rob). That seemed odd. I would also have liked to know a bit more about the former fiancee, and what happened to her after Rob left her to go jauntering around the world.<\/p>\n<p>Despite these minor issues, the strong emotional scenes stand out, and I adored the discussion about Cicero &#8211; I love a heroine who can hold her own in an intellectual discussion, and I applaud the author for stepping off the well-trodden path (if I never see another sly reference to Jane Austen in a Regency romance, I\u2019ll be very pleased). These are the sort of little details that make a book memorable, for me. I\u2019d be happy to read more by this author. In a more established author, the title errors and the odd behaviour of both hero and heroine would keep this to three stars, but I\u2019m always prepared to give a debut the benefit of the doubt, and those emotional scenes packed a big punch, so I\u2019ll settle for four stars. <\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This is a most unusual book &#8211; one with no reviews or ratings on Amazon or Goodreads (at the time I read it). That means it\u2019s a complete blank slate, and I have no idea what to expect. 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