Initially, I forced myself to put this novel on my TBR, because I heard it was set in Missouri. That’s all I knew, and since sometimes I don’t adore everything about Missouri to the extremes that other people who have lived here for 33 years do, it was sort of a strike against the book before I even started. I thought I wanted to read about something other than what I already know, and in the end, that’s exactly what I got.
What I didn’t know is that it is set in 1849 Missouri (awesome!), with a total Oregon Trail (hello my childhood) thing happening, full of diverse characters (because yes, there was diversity in Missouri, in 1849, even though people like to pretend it isn’t so, and thank you Stacey Lee for addressing that) and girls who pretend to be boys (which I’ve already admitted I’m a sucker for), so it ROCKED MY FACE OFF.