A Grave Above the Waterline: Sable Point Island Mysteries · Book 3

The churchyard gave way in the night. It gave back one coffin too many.Three days of northeast wind take nine feet of the north bank of the church on Sable Point, and at two in the morning it comes down whole. By first light there are eight coffins on the mud.The parish register says seven. The 1961 plat says seven. Every stone in that row is accounted for.The eighth is homemade pine, unmarked, with no stone that ever stood over it - and inside the lid, in carpenter's pencil, a name that has never appeared in any record on this island.The ground out here keeps an honest account. It is the people who do the arranging.Nell Pruitt pours the coffee, stamps the mail, and holds this island's paper. Six days later the one man who wanted to know whose ground that churchyard sits on is found at the bottom of the bank, face down, under eight inches of fresh clay - and the footprints in it only go up.To find out who put him there, Nell is going to have to open a marriage entry from 1955, a squall that took four men in 1953, and the reason a hundred and ninety people have spent seventy-five years calling a man by a name that was never his.The third Sable Point Island Mystery. A closed-circle whodunit with a warm heart, no gore, no bad language, and one of Ada Pruitt's recipes at the back.