Blurb
May 1977
Ginny Tate bides her time on the family stud farm in San Antonio, Texas, waiting to start veterinarian school in the fall. Bullied as an adolescent, she’s finally shed her old skin, but the emerging beauty still harbors insecurities and would rather hang out with horses than people.
Sponsored by his uncle, the Shah of Iran, Dariush—David—Akbari, a twenty-five-year-old NYU grad with a degree in International Law, is also a skilled polo player. He joins the royal traveling team for a tournament in Plano, Texas.
A decade in America has gradually altered David’s views on certain aspects of his culture. Torn between familial obligations and his adopted country, David resists the idea of returning to Iran so soon after graduation.
At the traditional after-party, David strikes up a conversation with Ginny, who is refreshingly honest. He receives an invitation to visit Tate Stud Farm and, on the pretext of buying another polo pony, persuades the shah to make a detour.
Great horsemanship coupled with self-effacing charm sets David apart from the entitled braggarts who normally populate the sport, and Ginny falls hard. His visit turns into a life-changing week that neither can foresee. Will they walk away unscathed or live to regret their impulsive behavior?
Ginny Tate bides her time on the family stud farm in San Antonio, Texas, waiting to start veterinarian school in the fall. Bullied as an adolescent, she’s finally shed her old skin, but the emerging beauty still harbors insecurities and would rather hang out with horses than people.
Sponsored by his uncle, the Shah of Iran, Dariush—David—Akbari, a twenty-five-year-old NYU grad with a degree in International Law, is also a skilled polo player. He joins the royal traveling team for a tournament in Plano, Texas.
A decade in America has gradually altered David’s views on certain aspects of his culture. Torn between familial obligations and his adopted country, David resists the idea of returning to Iran so soon after graduation.
At the traditional after-party, David strikes up a conversation with Ginny, who is refreshingly honest. He receives an invitation to visit Tate Stud Farm and, on the pretext of buying another polo pony, persuades the shah to make a detour.
Great horsemanship coupled with self-effacing charm sets David apart from the entitled braggarts who normally populate the sport, and Ginny falls hard. His visit turns into a life-changing week that neither can foresee. Will they walk away unscathed or live to regret their impulsive behavior?
Inspired by events preceding the fall of the Pahlavi dynasty, Finding Our Morning is a love story that catapults us from Texas Hill Country to the epicenter of a monarchy on the brink of collapse.
My Rating - 4.5 Stars!
Finding Our Morning is a multi-layered romance set upon the backdrop of the Iranian conflict in the late 1970s. I obviously have no idea of the accuracy of the situation, but I definitely enjoyed this Mickie Ashling novel.
This is a story full of family obligations and arranged marriages. The political climate of the time (accurate or not) and upheavel of the land are wonderfully illustrated. The author explores racial issues, as well as female equality, or lack thereof is other countries.
This is a story with some romance but it's not a romance. It's a serious novel which happens to revolve around a romantic couple.
The writing is classic Mickie Ashling, including a powerful storyline along with complex characters. I was fully invested in the characters, and was rooting for something good to happen to them in the end. I couldn't put it down, as I was gripped throughout.
The writing is classic Mickie Ashling, including a powerful storyline along with complex characters. I was fully invested in the characters, and was rooting for something good to happen to them in the end. I couldn't put it down, as I was gripped throughout.
Finding Our Morning is full of action and danger. I thoroughly enjoyed this emotional novel and recommend it to anyone looking for a historical novel. It's a tough read, but a worthwhile one.
