Blythe Fairfield was just starting to feel at home.
She has a job at the local grocery store. A talking cat who insults her daily. A date with the sheriff that actually went well. And a cemetery full of dead relatives she's been restoring one headstone at a time.
Then one of those headstones gets a new neighbor.
Griffin Midnight, a witch with more charm than sense, came back to Cauldron Hollow after breaking Blythe's best friend's heart. Now he's dead in the Tallowmere family cemetery with a bottle of wine and two glasses, and the whole town is looking at the two women who had the most reason to want him gone.
One is Anya, Blythe's best friend, who screamed at Griffin in public. Twice.
The other is Blythe, whose family graves someone turned into a crime scene.
Between a grandfatherly tea shop owner hiding a secret, a council member with a grudge against her house, and a killer whose magic is so subtle nobody knows it's there, Blythe is running out of time and suspects. Pippin says the answer has been in front of her the whole time. Pippin says a lot of things.
But when Blythe opens her great-aunt Moira's notebooks, she finds more than clues. She finds a secret that will change everything she thought she knew about her family, her best friend, and the familiar who's been keeping his mouth shut since the day she arrived.
Some spells you cast. Some spells you inherit. And some hats are harder to take off than they are to put on.
