Meredith only wanted to gather her moonflowers before dawn, the way Old Primble taught her.Three days past the full moon. The dew at its heaviest. The petals still holding their silver before the sun bleaches them white.Instead she found a ragged hole in the soil, the roots torn like broken threads, the plant she'd nursed for a fortnight ground flat under a deliberate boot heel.And pinned beside it, on cheap penny paper with an inkblot shaped like a thistle:You don't belong here.Her hands didn't shake. That surprised her. Not fear, not anger — just a strange, quiet clarity, like the moment before a storm breaks.Then she read the footprints. One set heavy and a stranger's. The other small, familiar, tracked across her kitchen floor a hundred times.Finn.The boy who waters her garden. The boy whose prints sit on top of the stranger's, as if he followed someone after they'd already gone.In Hollow Hill, a ruined flower is never just a flower. The note is a warning, the thistle a signature, and the trail leads straight through Old Primble's hawthorn hedge into a tangle of old debts, a tea jar full of secrets, a receipt that shouldn't exist, a silver mine no one will name, and a mentor who may have quietly betrayed the very law she taught Meredith to keep.There is a constable asking questions she cannot answer. A confession she desperately wants to believe. And a mother she never knew she never knew.To clear an innocent boy and protect the quiet life she's built one teaspoon at a time, this village witch will have to brew the truth out of every neighbor who'd rather she packed up her shears and left for good.Because someone in Hollow Hill wants her gone.And Meredith has never been very good at leaving.A Spell for Quiet Mornings is a charming, cozy fantasy mystery about a small-town witch, a threatening note, buried village secrets, an old mentor's betrayal, and the home worth fighting to keep.Perfect for readers who love cozy witchy fiction, village whodunits, gentle magic and good tea, found family, and a heroine who solves trouble with patience and herbs. A warm standalone in the Hollow Hill Chronicles.