on January 27, 2015
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Genres: Coming of Age, Contemporary, New Adult, Romance
Source: ARC via author
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.
Books like this one is the reason I love indie authors. Books like The Traveling Man is the reason I fell in love with reading. The feelings and emotions this book evoked within my soul makes it worth digging through the ugly rocks to come out holding this precious gem. Being swept away into the unique world of carnival life that exists on the fringes of what most of us view as “normal” society was such an eye-opening experience. Jane Harvey-Berrick painted a vivid picture in my mind of this unique setting, plot, and unforgettable characters.
‘It’s hard to explain what those two weeks every summer meant to me. I lived for them, I breathed for them, and the rest of my life seemed to be spent waiting.’
I’m still trying to wrap my head around the brilliance of this story. These two characters, Aimee and Kes, only get to see each two weeks a year when the carnival rolls into town. I loved the beauty of watching their bonding friendship blossom into romantic love over the years. Even with so much time apart it doesn’t stop their feeling from growing stronger and deeper.
‘I felt as if I’d met my soulmate, but he was always being taken away from me. Life was so unfair.’
The Traveling Man really is JHB at her best! I didn’t think I could love a book of hers more than I do the Education Series yet I love, love, love these new characters and story she has created. It had everything I expected and more- uniqueness, intrigue, heartbreak, angst, sensuality, and love. I can’t wait for the next book and conclusion of Aimee and Kes’s epic journey. I will never look at the small town carnival the same again.
“You’re my girl, Aimee. No one else.”
I gripped his biceps then pulled him closer, sliding my hands over his satiny skin.
The feel of his erection digging into my hip made me pause.
“We can’t,” I whispered.
“Why not?” he mumbled as his hand disappeared up my t-shirt.
“Because everyone saw us come in here—they’ll all know what we’re up to.”
“So! I’ve only just met them—it’s embarrassing!”
Kes chuckled. “No secrets between carnies, Aimee. We all live too close to each other for that. Cut one, we all bleed.”
“How sweet. But I don’t want my new family to know that we’re in here fucking, five minutes after I met them.”
“They won’t care,” he said, squeezing my nipples hard enough to make me gasp.
“I care,” I said, as my voice wobbled unconvincingly. “And there are kids out there, Kes! We can’t give them the wrong impression.”
This time he laughed loudly.
“I never knew you were such a prude!”
“I am not!”
“Jesus, Aimee! These are carnie kids. They live in trailers and RVs like us. They’ve heard their parents fucking a thousand times. They’ve seen the stallion take the mare when she’s in heat, and believe me, once you’ve seen that, every guy has performance anxiety.”
I laughed a little when he said that, but he wasn’t finished.
“Do you remember when we were kids and you asked me how I knew that Madame Cindy was Dono’s girlfriend? I heard them. I knew what sex was before I wrong, we’re not hurting anyone.”
His tone had started off light and amused, but had become more serious and insistent as he’d gone on.
“Maybe I am prudish,” I said quietly. “It was the way I was brought up. I just happen to think that making love is a private thing between two people: not a public display of your testosterone, unless you’re doing it to make that stallion blush.”
He sighed could say the word. These carnie kids are just like that. We’re not doing anything and shifted onto his back. “Did I imagine you rubbing my cock while we were laying in the field at the carnival when we were kids?”
I didn’t answer, but fiddled with the hem of my t-shirt.
“You want to wait until everyone has their backs turned, pretending that they don’t know what we’re doing in the privacy of our own home?”
He turned his head to smile at me. “My funny girl.”
I smiled back, and he reached out to wind his long fingers around mine. He brought my knuckles to his lips and kissed them one at a time.
It was the sweetest gesture, and I fell a little more under his spell.
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