Here are my feelings || The Law of Moses by Amy Harmon

The Law of Moses by Amy Harmon
November 27, 2015
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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.

Three Thoughts I had While Reading

“Those are my five greats for Georgia today. Those were my five greats yesterday and they will be tomorrow and the next day, until your kisses get old. Then I'll have to think of something else.” 

One. WILL YOU PAINT ME TOO LIKE YOU PAINT HER BUT NOT LIKE I’M DEAD? Please and thank you. Noah’s a bit of an artist y’all. A real-to-life artist. He paints the past.

Two. One thing that I think is immensely important knowing while going into this books are the paranormal aspects to it. It’s not mentioned in the summary, but without knowing that I think the book poses confusing. I love this aspect of the book. Not-so-baby Moses can see the dead. His crack-addicted mother abandoned him on the front step of the Laundromat. The sweet town looked in on his uprooted life as it progresses. He passes from family member to family member. The dead show Noah things.

Three. The mystery in the entirety of this book is spell-binding. Mwahah.