finished reading

Ernest Cunningham, the narrator, honors the Golden Age of Detective Fiction in a clever and interesting style.  I don't think I would have enjoyed this if I had read it instead of listening to it.  Barton Welch's narration was perfect.  

My big complaint is the large cast of characters--it was difficult keeping the family members sorted.

The darkly comedic novel, "Everyone In My Family Has Killed Someone" by Benjamin Stevenson, takes place at an Australian ski resort. The story unfolds during a tense family reunion where Ernest Cunningham (Ern) gathers with his relatives. The central event is the release of Ern's brother, Michael, from prison.  Adding to the tension, Ern's wife is now with Michael, and a snowstorm traps the family at the resort. When a dead body is discovered, Ern, a self-proclaimed amateur sleuth, must figure out who the killer is before he or someone else becomes the next victim. 

From the publisher:
Everyone in my family has killed someone. Some of us, the high achievers, have killed more than once. I'm not trying to be dramatic, but it is the truth. Some of us are good, others are bad, and some just unfortunate.

I'm Ernest Cunningham. Call me Ern or Ernie. I wish I'd killed whoever decided our family reunion should be at a ski resort, but it's a little more complicated than that.

Have I killed someone? Yes. I have.

Who was it?

Let's get started.

Everyone in my family has killed someone:
My brother
My stepsister
My wife
My father
My mother
My sister-in-law
My uncle
My stepfather
My aunt

#52bookclub mini-challenge prompt: let you down.

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