Hallie loses her mother in an automobile accident, which nearly kills her father too. To help him recover, she insists they leave sunny California and move to the little Christmas tree property her father owns in Montana. Goodbye everything familiar. Goodbye comfort. Goodbye friends. But it isn’t all gloomy; Hallie quickly learns how to care for herself and her father, makes friends with a girl called Birdie, and rescues a wolf cub she names Sasha.
It’s a little annoying how little we actually see of Sasha, considering the title. I had hoped that we’d see more of a bond develop between him and her. Instead, it’s a little glossed over. For the first half of the book Hallie is alone. Not that that’s bad, in fact, it helped her character develop and become independent. And when Sasha does appear, the little moments are minimal and he grows quickly. I would’ve preferred if he was found near the start of the story and there were more interactions between the two, more tender moments of friendship.
I was a little apprehensive when reading the blurb *SPOILER ALERT* where it foretells of tragedy for Sasha possibly happening. I almost placed the book back down and walked away. But a story about a wolf, I couldn’t resist. And yes, my heart broke. You can guess what happens as soon as you meet Birdie and that’s not good.
It’s a cute story. Not something for everyone, but not a bad read after all.