My Sister, the Serial Killer is a blackly comic novel about how blood is thicker – and more difficult to get out of the carpet – than water…
When Korede’s dinner is interrupted one night by a distress call from her sister, Ayoola, she knows what’s expected of her: bleach, rubber gloves, nerves of steel and a strong stomach. This’ll be the third boyfriend Ayoola’s dispatched in, quote, self-defence and the third mess that her lethal little sibling has left Korede to clear away. She should probably go to the police for the good of the menfolk of Nigeria, but she loves her sister and, as they say, family always comes first. Until, that is, Ayoola starts dating the doctor where Korede works as a nurse. Korede’s long been in love with him, and isn’t prepared to see him wind up with a knife in his back: but to save one would mean sacrificing the other…
The title and cover of this book were instant draws for me. Then there’s the synopsis, which is absolutely wonderful.
I really enjoyed this book — the story of 2 very different sisters, Korede who takes care of everything and does what is expected of her and Ayoola who is very beautiful and flits her way through life. This is the story of Korede and how she cleans up after her sister after Ayoola murders her boyfriends, but there is also so much more.
It is a story of family relationships and expectations and how we are perceived. It’s about wants and desires and what we do to get them. It’s about social media and how men view women.
I loved Braithwaite’s writing and how she used satire and dark humour to get her points across. The characters were well developed, even in this short book, and I couldn’t wait to see what would happen next. She certainly doesn’t mince words!
Overall, this is a short and sweet read that is engaging, funny, and well worth the read.
Thank you to Edelweiss+ and the publisher for a review copy of this book.