Let me tell you, this book is like slipping into a warm Lowcountry breeze – comforting yet full of surprises. As someone who devours mysteries like sweet tea, I was hooked from the first DIY home repair panic (relatable!) to the shocking murder reveal.

The magic of Boyer's writing isn't just in the whodunit (though she got me good – didn't see that ending coming!). It's how she makes Sullivan's Island feel like your grandmother's porch swing, with characters so real you'll catch yourself wondering what they're up to when you put the book down.

That supper club? I want an invite. The way these women navigate friendship, secrets, and that jerk neighbor while sipping cocktails is my new life goal. Though fair warning – you'll finish this book with 1) a craving for shrimp and grits, and 2) the sudden urge to book a Charleston vacation.

Is it perfect? Nah. The timeline jumps took some getting used to, and I missed Hadley from Book 1. But like any good Southern hostess, Boyer makes you feel at home even when the plot gets messy. Already counting down to Book 3!