Wonderful! I loved it. I’ve been wanting to read hard copy books recently, so I bought the hard copy of this and Circe, which is the July book for my book club. Late last night I was in bed, wearing my new red-light headlamp so as not to wake up a sleeping Greg (it worked!) and right when I decided, at 1 am, to just finish the book, even though I knew that this would probably make me cry (and this would probably wake up Greg – so much for the headlamp), the text got weird. I had gone to the next page and just….what was happening here….suddenly I realized that page 312 was followed by page…57? Yes. The pages went from 312, to 57, and then from 57 to 88, and then came page 345. I really was missing 33 pages. This has never happened to me before!
I could have just turned on the iPad and ordered the eBook, but I didn’t want to, so today we ran to the bookstore and I got another copy, grabbing it off a table (only 2 copies left!) and flipping it open to the end. A salesperson passing by stopped and asked if I was okay, and I laughed and explained what had happened. She said, “Oh no! Do you have it with you? I can give you a refund?” I grimaced apologetically and said, “No, I got the crap copy from Amazon.” She laughed and snorted, “Well THAT was bold of them,” she said.
At home, Greg’s parents Bob and Julie are visiting. Thankfully they’re both avid readers so they happily put up with my breathless explanations of the book, and why I had to read the end over lunch, even though I was sure to get teary.
Everyone was laughing at my shock and dismay that Patroclus dies. “It’s a retelling of the Iliad! What did you expect?”
“I read it in high school! That was 30 years ago! What do you expect?”
I kept saying Patroclus’ name wrong, as Patrocles. Greg corrected me again. “I know,” I said, “I don’t know why but their names all run together, I can’t keep them straight.”
“That’s because they weren’t straight,” our queerling snorted without looking up, as they worked on a puzzle in their lap. We all cracked up.