If I had to summarise my feelings about this book in one word I’d say: delightful. I loved this story. I adored Travis and Charlie and the interactions between them. They are so clearly deeply in love and there’s such a wonderful playfulness to them, I couldn’t stop smiling while I read this story.
I should probably confess that this is my first encounter with the world of Red Dirt Heart although it most definitely won’t be my last. Red Dirt Christmas can easily be read as a stand-alone. There wasn’t a single moment when I thought I was missing something. I got who these men were, and while it was clear they’d been on a journey before they got to this Christmas, not having made the trip with them didn’t make me enjoy their antics any less. It is possible I would have enjoyed this story even more if I had read the earlier books, but considering how much fun this read was, I can’t imagine it would have made a big difference.
I always have a hard time getting my head around Christmas in summer. Christmas in the sweltering heat of Australia’s Outback is even harder to imagine. But despite the story taking place during the ‘wrong’ season it contains the most wonderful Christmas spirit and left me feeling all warm and fuzzy.
Charlie’s present for Travis was inspired and brought both a tear to my eye and a smile to my face; exactly the sort of reaction I’m looking for when I’m reading a seasonal story.
As far as I’m concerned, N.R. Walker hit a home run with Red Dirt Christmas and I’ve got a feeling it won’t be long before I go back to read the rest of this story.