By Dorothy Love
Reviewed by Martha Artyomenko
The war is over, but at Fairhaven Plantation, Charlotte’s struggle has just begun.
Following her father’s death, Charlotte Fraser returns to Fairhaven, her family’s rice plantation in the South Carolina Lowcountry. With no one else to rely upon, smart, independent Charlotte is determined to resume cultivating the superior strain of rice called Carolina Gold. But the war has left the plantation in ruins, her father’s former bondsmen are free, and workers and equipment are in short supply.
To make ends meet, Charlotte reluctantly agrees to tutor the two young daughters of her widowed neighbor and heir to Willowood Plantation, Nicholas Betancourt. Just as her friendship with Nick deepens, he embarks upon a quest to prove his claim to Willowood and sends Charlotte on a dangerous journey that uncovers a long-held family secret, and threatens everything she holds dear.
Inspired by the life of a 19th-century woman rice farmer, Carolina Gold pays tribute to the hauntingly beautiful Lowcountry and weaves together mystery, romance, and historical detail, bringing to life the story of one young woman’s struggle to restore her ruined world.
Carolina Gold is placed in the south, after the war has ended. A single woman, alone, and in need of making more money than she can on her news articles, is forced to tutor her neighbors children. She is at risk for losing her house and everything to the same man, which makes her fight the odd attraction she feels to him.
The book was okay. It was not bad. However, I struggled with it a bit. It was tad bit hard to follow for me, and I wanted to like it more than I did.
It had a good feel of the disorganization of the South during reconstruction, the many people trying to find their placement in life, from the Southerners, both black and white.
I felt like there were some unanswered questions left in my mind when I was done, but also, I liked that the end was more open ended as well.
This book was given to me for review. The opinions contained therein are only my own.