If I tell you right up front, right in the beginning that I lost him, it will be easier for you to bear. You will know it’s coming, and it will hurt. But you’ll be able to prepare. Someone found him in a laundry basket at the Quick Wash, wrapped in a towel, a few hours old and close to death. They called him Baby Moses when they shared his story on the ten o’clock news – the little baby left in a basket at a dingy Laundromat, born to a crack addict and expected to have all sorts of problems. I imagined the crack baby, Moses, having a giant crack that ran down his body, like he’d been broken at birth. I knew that wasn’t what the term meant, but the image stuck in my mind. Maybe the fact that he was broken drew me to him from the start. It all happened before I was born, and by the time I met Moses and my mom told me all about him, the story was old news and nobody wanted anything to do with him. People love babies, even sick babies. Even crack babies. But babies grow up to be kids, and kids grow up to be teenagers. Nobody wants a messed up teenager. And Moses was messed up. Moses was a law unto himself. But he was also strange and exotic and beautiful. To be with him would change my life in ways I could never have imagined. Maybe I should have stayed away. Maybe I should have listened. My mother warned me. Even Moses warned me. But I didn’t stay away. And so begins a story of pain and promise, of heartache and healing, of life and death. A story of before and after, of new beginnings and never-endings. But most of all...a love story.
The high GR rating gave me high expectations and that usually gets me excited. This book did not disappoint. I shed some tears, albeit some of them were probably hormonal.
The Characters: Georgia and Moses. My favorite character is Georgia. I love that she is beautifully flawed - her grammar is poor, she's very forward, and sometimes a bit nosy. But she's a book character you can never hate. Moses is the main character (duh, title) and I like him. He's something.
Moses is half-black/half-white. I envision him looking like this
The Story: I don't think this book would fall completely under the New Adult category. It feels a bit Contemporary to me. Either way, it truly is a story about family and love. More family even.
[G & M talking about Lucky, a wild horse given to G which she was trying to break but had numerous failed attempts]
"And Lucky is just like you!" I said.
Moses just stared at me blandly, but I could tell he was enjoying himself. "Because he's black?"
"No, stupid. Because he's in love with me, and he tries to pretend every day like he doesn't want to have anything to do with me," I shot back.
[This part was one of the most artistic and descriptive lines in the book.]
Nobody told me that resisting would feel like trying to breathe through a straw. Futile. Impossible. Unrealistic.
So I'd pulled the straw away and filled my lungs with air, filled my lungs with Moses, pulling him in with great big gulps, unable to slow down or focus on anything but the next breath.
I recommend this for anyone. And take my word for it, look out for "Eli".