Sometimes we need to read just to escape from the trials and tribulations of life. This is when Bloody Jack by L.A. Meyer comes in handy. You can’t get much further away than on the H.M.S. Dolphin in 1797. Little Mary Faber is an orphan on the streets of London. She and her gang scrape along well enough for survival, but she hopes for more out of life. She finds it when she decides to disguise herself and become a ship’s boy on the H.M.S. Dolphin. Life onboard as Jackie is good as long as she can keep her secret.
Bloody Jack is the first in a series written for young adults, but adults with any bit of Peter Pan left in them will love it. You have to truly suspend disbelief as you follow the story of the daring Jackie Faber, but it is worth it. She jumps from one adventure to another, never allowing decorum get in the way of justice or a good time. I alternated between shaking my head and laughing out loud as I dove into the delightful tales of Bloody Jack.