Today, I will be sharing my review of My Sister, The Serial Killer by Oyinkan Braithwaite with you all.
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…
We all know how popular My Sister, The Serial Killer has become, and the hype around it. I had been meaning to read this for so long, so I was excited to finally get stuck in. Although I can see why people love it so much, I have to say, this wasn’t what I was expecting.
It is a relatively short story, with short chapters, so it is very easy to speed through this book in a day, especially because it is such an enticing, and unexpectedly funny story. Despite its dark topics, I found myself giggling away while I was reading. I love a bit of dark humour, and this is full of it. Of course there are some very serious moments too, which truly have you hooked, and you will struggle to put the book down.
I really hated Ayoola. She was so selfish, a compulsive liar, and completely in denial. She never thought of anyone but herself, and she certainly didn’t think of Korede. That was the most frustrating thing about her, because Korede was so loyal, and she always put her sister before herself. Ayoola didn’t deserve that sort of loyalty, not one bit. The family dynamic was quite interesting to read, they are clearly one of those families that will defend each other so fiercely, no matter the problem.
Despite the fact that I really enjoyed this book, and sped through it, I just felt like there was something missing, but I can’t put my finger on exactly what that something was. I finished this book back in October, and it has been bugging me ever since. From others responses, I have found that I am not alone in that feeling either.
I give My Sister, The Serial Killer a 4 star rating!
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