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I got this book at a book reading some weeks back, but I didn’t read it until last Friday. Bury Me Come Sunday, written by Nike Campbell-Fatoki is a collection of short fictional stories. I am not really a big fan of short stories because of the “what happens next?” feeling it leaves me with, but nevertheless  I enjoyed this one.

Bury Me Come Sunday contains 10 different stories with entirely different story lines. Each story is quite engaging and easy to read. One of the stories which shares a title with that of this book tells a tale of a mother whose past is likely to resurface on a particular Sunday afternoon causing havoc depending on what happens on that Sunday afternoon. After reading this story, I was a little bit sad. Despite knowing it’s a short story, I was a little pissed that the story was cut short. I really wanted to know what happened next. I couldn’t help but wish that story could evolve into a novel. This is to tell how engrossing it was.

My best story out of it all is A Brewing Storm. This story tells a tale of a young girl, Riri whose mum was abused regularly by her father. Riri’s mother is dissuaded from divorcing him (by her friends) despite the negative effect the abuse was having on her health. Out of love for their mother, Riri and her brother then hatches a plan (which some would describe as too extreme) to save their mother.

This book is definitely a good read and I would give it 8/10.

~”I can take care of myself Papa, I work.”
He shook his head.
“No Deola, a man must look after you.”
– Nike Campbell-Fatoki, Bury Me Come Sunday Afternoon~