The Teasel Depot Mysteries
Small-town Pennsylvania. An amateur sleuth who is not sweet. Fair-play clues the reader can actually solve.
Every clue is on the page. Nothing on the page will make you flinch. And the sleuth is nobody’s idea of nice.
About the series
Teasel, Pennsylvania has eleven hundred and forty people, one pharmacy, one funeral home, and a train that comes twice a day. Harriet Pell has kept the lost property room at the Teasel Depot for twenty-two years, and she has never once been able to leave a thing unattributed.
The Teasel Depot Mysteries are warm, funny, fair-play whodunits: low violence, nothing on the page, an ensemble that carries as much of the book as the murder does, and one thing in every book that does not get fixed.
What you’re in for
- Cozy mystery
- Amateur sleuth
- Fair-play clues
- Small-town ensemble
- Older woman sleuth
- Clean read
- Lost property
- One thing that does not get fixed
Reading order
Read in order; each book is a complete movement of one closed arc.
- Book 1:
Somebody Else's Ashes
Available nowA sealed urn comes off the four-twelve with a living woman's name on it. By six that evening she is dead at the foot of fourteen steps, the county coroner is calling it a fall, and only the lost property clerk is arguing.
About the author
Nan Truesdale grew up two towns from the end of a railroad line and has never entirely gotten over it. She writes the Teasel Depot mysteries, about a small Pennsylvania borough, a basement full of things nobody came back for, and the woman who keeps the list. She is a slow walker and an aggressive user of public libraries.