Seven places. One empty. Dinner is at 6:30 sharp.

Mara Ellison sets seven places every Tuesday for her village supper club dinner at 6:30 sharp, and nobody eats alone. One Tuesday, Bea Hollis doesn’t come. The next morning, Bea is dead, and the police call it an accident.

But Mara reads people the way she reads a table, and the table says otherwise. A walnut allergy everyone knew about. A blue casserole dish that went walkabout. A cake left on a doorstep. A plate that came back untouched. And a phone call at 6:47 that was never made.

A clean cozy mystery about a supper club, a jam stall with a secret, and the woman who reads the truth off a table one plate at a time. A complete novella 12 chapters + epilogue with a real, satisfying ending.