This description of the book comes from the blurb:
As the only one in the family without magic, Makeda has decided to move out on her own and make a life for herself among the claypicken humans. But when her father goes missing, Makeda will have to find her own power–and reconcile with her twin sister, Abby-if she’s to have a hope of saving him . . .
It’s times like these when I realise how limited my vocabulary is. Â Because there’s only so many ways you can say how astonishing a novel is without falling back on cliche and shitty platitudes. Â So I thought I’d quote this representative passage instead.
Uncle likes to keep things lighthearted. Â It’s important to him to always have a smile on his face. Â It keeps his spirits up, and sometimes it prevents people from being too scared when it’s their time and he shows up to ferry them to the other side. Â Though sometimes his death’s-head grin just makes them shit their pants with terror. Â But, as Uncle says, you win some, you lose some.
Or As Makeda, the main character, says at one point, “Holy flying fuck and a bag of chips!”  That’s how much I enjoyed the shit out of Sister Mine.  Go read it!
Two reviews in under a week Mr Mond, well done. Added to the TBR pile
Thanks. There will be more.
Interesting to hear your thoughts on Sister Mine
Of course when I said added to the TBR pile its kind of like your shed/garage, infact I could build a shed out of my TBR pile. 😀
Ah. Well… whenever you get it to it 🙂