Maple Crowder's life fell apart in record time. In one miserable week she lost her job, her apartment, and her fiancé—so she did the only thing left to do. She went home to Pea Ridge, Arkansas, to her late grandmother's nursery, a one-eyed tomcat who clearly outranks her, and a green-witch gift she'd spent her whole life pretending she didn't have.
She figured the hard part would be learning to run the nursery. She figured wrong.
When a developer turns up dead in her garden, the police find Aunt Birdie's silver hairpin pressed into the dirt beneath the body—and just like that, the most formidable woman in three counties is the only suspect anybody's looking at.
Maple knows Birdie didn't do it. The trouble is proving it. Her gift won't stay quiet, the cat keeps pointing at things she'd rather not see, and Detective Sawyer Vance notices far too much and believes a little more than a lawman should. Clearing Birdie means trusting all three. It also means facing something older than this murder—something rooted deep in her hills that her grandmother spent her life guarding.
The Crowder women have kept this town stitched together for generations, and they're not about to let one body undo it.
Roots run deep in Pea Ridge. Some of them bite back.
First in the Sprig Mysteries Series—a small-town paranormal cozy where the green remembers everything the town would rather forget. Clean, character-driven, and perfect for fans of charming witches, nosy aunts, and a detective who's worth the wait.
