Chapter 8 isn’t necessarily the longest chapter, but it covered what had to be covered. That’s one of the things about breaking a story into pieces. Not all the pieces break into the same size.
In many ways, the same could be said of pretzels and potato chips. I suppose I could come up with something philosophical about that. I’ll have to think on that tonight, maybe with a beer, and some pretzels and potato chips.
In the meantime, enjoy!