A review by beckyreading
The Song of Achilles by Madeline Miller

5.0

My heart is broken for the boys who used to play catch with figs. Who used to play the lyre together. Who used to be boys together. Ohhhhhh I am so close to full-on sobbing.

I hate Phyrrus. My heart is a gaping wound for Briseis. Achilles, your hubris!!!!