One bruja—a witch—takes on the underbelly of 1920s Kansas City.
Luna Alvarado leads a double life; when she visits her family’s boxcar, she’s Luna, half-bruja with only the gift of charm, but in the city, she’s Rose Lane, reporter by day and proprietress of the speak-easy the River Rose by night. Luna’s abuela has powerful earth magic, and some of that power has passed down to Luna—enough to influence men through a kiss, but nothing more, possibly because of her White father. If his blood has diluted her Mexican magic, it has also granted her the ability to pass as White, an opportunity her mother insists she seize, even if it means growing apart from her family. Luna also has ambitions of her own: She wants to manage a thriving jazz club, no husband necessary. As Luna takes chance after chance in pursuing her dreams, she becomes ever more entangled with mob factions, rich men who keep secrets, and even the Ku Klux Klan. Tense action and scheming inside and outside the bedroom are interspersed with reflections on Luna’s identity and the inequities of the time that leave so many in the shadows. While the plot and characters are engaging, some dialogue is hampered by overwritten accents that, rather than establishing the setting, verge instead toward parody. Clunky voices aside, the friends and family surrounding Luna are a joy to meet—if she can find it within herself to let them in.
Good flapper fun, if a bit rough around the edges.