This is David ‘Tag’ Taggert’s book, a supporting character introduced in The Law of Moses. This is a stand-alone story, but it is highly recommended that The Law of Moses be read first to avoid spoilers.
She said I was like a song. Her favorite song. A song isn’t something you can see. It’s something you feel, something you move to, something that disappears after the last note is played.
I won my first fight when I was eleven years old, and I’ve been throwing punches ever since. Fighting is the purest, truest, most elemental thing there is. Some people describe heaven as a sea of unending white. Where choirs sing and loved ones await. But for me, heaven was something else. It sounded like the bell at the beginning of a round, it tasted like adrenaline, it burned like sweat in my eyes and fire in my belly. It looked like the blur of screaming crowds and an opponent who wanted my blood.
For me, heaven was the octagon.
Until I met Millie, and heaven became something different. I became something different. I knew I loved her when I watched her stand perfectly still in the middle of a crowded room, people swarming, buzzing, slipping around her, her straight dancer’s posture unyielding, her chin high, her hands loose at her sides. No one seemed to see her at all, except for the few who squeezed past her, tossing exasperated looks at her unsmiling face. When they realized she wasn’t normal, they hurried away. Why was it that no one saw her, yet she was the first thing I saw?
If heaven was the octagon, then she was my angel at the center of it all, the girl with the power to take me down and lift me up again. The girl I wanted to fight for, the girl I wanted to claim. The girl who taught me that sometimes the biggest heroes go unsung and the most important battles are the ones we don’t think we can win.
After I read The Law of Moses (you can find my review here) I was pretty sure I was going to read anything written by Amy Harmon so when I found out about The Song of David I immediately pre-ordered it, and I’m so happy I did!
Amelie seemed completely comfortable and didn’t offer up conversation as we walked, arm and arm, like two lovers in an old movie. Men and women don’t walk that way anymore. Not unless a father is walking his daughter down the aisle or a boy scout is helping an old lady across the road. But I discovered I liked it. I felt like a man of a bygone era, a time when men would escort women, not because women couldn’t walk alone, but because men respected them more, because a woman is something to be cared for, to be careful with.
Although this is a stand-alone and can be read as one, I truly think you should read The Law of Moses first because it makes the whole experience the more emotional and beautiful; also because this book is told from Moses’s pov! There are a few spoilers for The Law of Moses in this review, you’ve been warned!
Listening to Tag had filled me with hopelessness. He was clearly telling a love story. And my experience with love led me to believe this story would not end well. Love stories tend to be tragic.
Moses recieves a call from Amelie, known as Millie, telling him that Tag (David), his best friend, is gone, disappeared, and all that’s left behind is a stash of tapes. So Moses, Georgia and their beautiful daughter, go to Millie’s and listen to these tapes with her. That’s how we get David’s pov, and the story of how he met and fell in love with Millie. It all alternates between Moses and David’s povs, going back and forth in time. But why is he gone now?
Millie stepped into me and carefully slid her arms around my waist. My heart was pounding in my chest and she laid her cheek against it, listening. I couldn’t hide from her. She was blind yet she saw every damn thing.
Millie is a blind girl, who starts working at David’s bar, and he walks her home every night after her turn, and that’s how a beautiful friendship starts. It’s also how David becomes more and more fascinated with this girl who lives her life based on how things and people feel. I adored the way their relationship slowly developed. I also loved the importance of Millie’s brother, Henry, I love him, he was so much funny and heartwarming to read about.
She said she didn’t need guarantees, but she sure as hell did. She sure as hell deserved them. And I wasn’t there yet. My body was. My body had been there and back multiple times. My body was running circles around my heart, raging at me, mocking me, begging me to get with the program.
This is an incredibly heartfelt and beautifully written story of a man who learns to love and to be loved without reservation. To fight for love, for life, for happiness. I read most of this book with my heart in my throat, my eyes filled with tears, and then at the ending I was crying so much, my eyes are watering just by thinking about it.
Millie told me once that the ability to devastate is what makes a song beautiful. Maybe that’s what makes life beautiful too. The ability to devastate. Maybe that’s how we know we’ve lived. How we know we’ve truly loved.
I highly recommend this book, and Amy Harmon’s books in general honestly, there’s just this uniqueness to her stories that compels you and there’s so much life and beauty. Just read it!