Marie Bostwick delivers a captivating novel of soul mates discovering each other as the country faces its greatest challenge. . .
Morgan Glennon's destiny points straight up into Oklahoma's clear, blue sky. It's been that way since he was four years old, imagining the famous flier father he's never met. Morgan leaves college to enlist as a Navy pilot, and his whole world suddenly changes when America goes to war. Watching his friends fall in battle, robs Morgan of the joy he always felt in the air. It will take one very unusual woman to help him get it back. . .
Georgia Jean Carter learned early never to rely on a man for anything but trouble. Airplanes are different: they take a girl places most boyfriends can't. Remarkably, the war makes it possible for Georgia to do her part as a pilot. Flying with the WASPs brings a special sense of belonging--yet there's something missing that Georgia doesn't recognize until a brief encounter sets her dreaming about a young flyboy she barely knows. . .
Praise for Marie Bostwick and Fields of Gold
"A touching story." --Patricia Gaffney
"Captivating and hauntingly beautiful. . .a true gem." --Romantic Times, 4 ½ stars
"A gripping, heartwarming story." --Dorothy Garlock on Fields of Gold
This solid WWII-era romance from Bostwick (Fields of Gold) puts two self-reliant pilots, both of whom nurse childhoods hurts, on the same flight path. Oklahoma-born Morgan Glennon never met his father, a barnstormer who swept his mother off her feet before disappearing back into the sky; after Pearl Harbor, Morgan's dreams of flying take him straight from his freshman year at the University of Oklahoma into enlistment. Georgia Carter, 18, from "the cracker part of Florida, far from the beach" and the daughter of an erratic mother, takes a job at a diner near a Waukegan, Ill., airport, trying to get airtime to quell her flying jones (not easy as a woman). These two lives are very differently affected by WWII, and as the narrative moves back and forth between them, readers will wait for fate to bring them together. Bostwick fills out their destinies satisfyingly and delivers tempting brushes with intimacy at all the right moments before the end-of-war denouement.
Not a bad read, but the author doesn’t know the difference between a Stearman and a Jenny.