Something terrible has happened. Sheela’s only recourse is to spirit away her two teenage daughters, July and September, and herself, from their home in Oxford to a run-down shack in the Yorkshire Moors known as the Settle House. It is here that we get to know the two sisters and their strangely close relationship.

Born ten months apart, July and September sometimes feel more like twins despite their obvious differences. July resembles her maternal, Indian grandmother and September is as pale as their absent, Danish father. September is bold and rude; July is meek and polite. A leader and a follower, they are perfectly happy in just each other’s company. As stated early on in the novel: ‘It would have surprised neither of us to have found, slit open, that we shared organs, that one’s lungs breathed for the both, that a single heart beat a doubling, feverish pulse.’

However, as the narrative progresses, the house and its occupants become increasingly unsettled. The Settle House itself feels like a character, ‘a shifting and changing thing, awkward in its flesh, sometimes swelling and bloating out from its own walls.’ In this environment the boundaries between sleep and consciousness become blurred and the sisters slowly lose their grip on reality – taking the reader with them.

Daisy Johnson was the youngest author ever to be shortlisted for the Booker Prize, for her debut novel Everything Under. Her sophomore effort proves to be just as ambitious and exciting. Sisters contains the menace of a Shirley Jackson or Stephen King novel but with Johnson’s own poetic style; simultaneously beautiful and thrilling. I would not be surprised to see Sisters on its own fair share of prize shortlists for this year. Highly recommended.

Tristen Brudy works as a bookseller at Readings Carlton.