When the incomparable Miss Milbourne spurns the impetuous Lord Sherington’s marriage proposal (she laughs at him-laughs!) he vows to marry the next female he encounters, who happens to be the young, penniless Miss Hero Wantage, who has adored him all her life. Whisking her off to London, Sherry discovers there is no end to the scrapes his young, green bride can get into, and she discovers the excitement and glamorous social scene of the ton. Not until a deep misunderstanding erupts and Sherry almost loses his bride, does he plumb the depths of his own heart, and surprises himself with the love he finds there.
In the words of my mother, Hero is an absolute pill. She doesn’t mean to be, but she is. She is a handful. And as luck would have it, when Lord Sherington’s scoops her up from the road (where all great Heyer romances begin!) he is angry enough at his family to marry her.
I love, L O V E, Friday’s Child. It has all the elements of a classic Heyer and my favorite of all, Sylvester. It is funny, the hero and heroine are lovable, and the romance is sweet–born out of friendship as all true loves should be. And of course, it has a Cinderella make over, some shocking high flyer behavior, and a bumbling hero who knows nothing about women (a lot like Freddy from Cotillion) and is supported by the most wonderful characters, two gentlemen friends who make the book click along at a brilliant pace.
Hero is as unusual as her name, but her antics are innocent and the unintended consequences, usually cleaned up by Sherry, teach the girl real lessons. There are also supporting character romances, a little bit of villianry, and all the hallmarks of a great hist-ro read.
Some light adult subject matter and no intimacy (good for teens and vanilla hist ro lovers!)