The moment they lay a baby on a mother's chest, the moment the groom sees his bride, the laughter in a room after a long day of work, the conversations that are so entertaining that you doubt you'll forget...Of course, life is made up of moments. Books are too, and my favorite books are the ones that capture those little and not so little moments as a series that lends itself to a character, relationship, and thus a story.
Don't get me wrong, this story had a meaty plot. But it also conveyed its characters with moments and didn't rely on the plot and lots of exposition, as odd as that sounds. the moment Minnie kisses a chess piece, the moment Robert meets Oliver's mother, the moment Robert decides to ride with Minnie, and well, then so do his friends. I could go on and on. I won't. This book is indeed made up of all these wonderful and terrible moments, revealed bit by bit by. And it's wonderful. Hard not to adore Robert immediately when he's smoking/not smoking, hard not to adore and understand Minnie when punching the couch. The why and how that become revealed slowly, peeling back these characters layer by layer to make you invest and love even after you know you really liked them already.
Wonderful.