The phone waking me this morning was bad enough, but hearing my twin sister say, “Bill’s dead and, uh, I’m afraid the police think I killed him,” was worse.

Why? Because Emily is the perfect cheerleader type who never deviates from the straight and narrow, while the only Bill we both know is my ex-husband.

My name is Sarah Blair and that’s how my day began – so peacefully asleep with RahRah, my Siamese cat, curled against the back of my knees, that it took me a moment to understand my ex-husband was dead and one of my sister’s rhubarb crisps was the alleged culprit.

In case I didn’t mention it, Emily is a gourmet chef. Her rhubarb crisps are to die for, but not literally. She sets goals and accomplishes them. Me? I married at eighteen and here I am divorced at twenty-eight, having, thanks to Bill and his bimbo, swapped our luxury lifestyle for a cramped studio apartment and a law firm receptionist job. Other than some clumsy domestic skills, the only thing I came out of our marriage with was RahRah.

I knew starting over would be messy, but the idea of me straightening everything out today is ridiculous. That’s why I called my lawyer boss, Harlan Endicott, and asked him to meet me at the police station. Harlan is a saint and I don’t say that because he was the only one who offered me a job. Let’s be honest, how many other lawyers would come down to the police station in the middle of the night without asking for a fee?

Anyway, once Harlan and I met at the station, we ended up cooling our heels for almost an hour while the Wheaton police chief, who Emily and I have known since high school, talked to her. Harlan and I barely got in to see Emily before Bill’s bimbo, Jane Clark, crashed the scene. Jane calling me a cat thief was a treat I could gladly have done without, but at least Harlan finally sprung Emily from jail, for now.

The upshot of today is not only do I have to convince the police that my ex wasn’t poisoned by Emily’s award-winning rhubarb crisp, I also need to confirm that possession is ninety-nine per cent of the law because the woman who broke up my marriage wants RahRah. What’s even more frightening is that I’m a cook of convenience, but if I don’t figure out the right recipe to crack the case before Emily is supposed to compete in a food competition, I might have to take her place. Unfortunately, for a gal whose idea of good china is floral paper plates, trying to catch the real killer, do my job, and protect RahRah, while living to tell about it, could mean facing a fate worse than death—being in the kitchen!


Giveaway: I’m so in love with RahRah that he’s featured on the cover of One Taste Too Many. Tell me about your pet to win a print copy. U.S. entries only, please. The giveaway ends December 20, 2018. Good luck everyone!


You can read more about Sarah in One Taste Too Many, the first book in the NEW “Sarah Blair” mystery series.

For culinary challenged Sarah Blair, there’s only one thing scarier than cooking from scratch—murder!

Married at eighteen, divorced at twenty‑eight, Sarah Blair reluctantly swaps her luxury lifestyle for a cramped studio apartment and a law firm receptionist job in the tired hometown she never left. With nothing much to show for the last decade but her feisty Siamese cat, RahRah, and some clumsy domestic skills, she’s the polar opposite of her bubbly twin, Emily—an ambitious chef determined to take her culinary ambitions to the top at a local gourmet restaurant . . .

Sarah knew starting over would be messy. But things fall apart completely when her ex drops dead, seemingly poisoned by Emily’s award-winning rhubarb crisp. Now, with RahRah wanted by the woman who broke up her marriage and Emily wanted by the police for murder, Sarah needs to figure out the right recipe to crack the case before time runs out. Unfortunately, for a gal whose idea of good china is floral paper plates, catching the real killer and living to tell about it could mean facing a fate worse than death—being in the kitchen!

Includes quick and easy recipes!

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About the author
Judge Debra H. Goldstein is the author of Kensington’s new Sarah Blair cozy mystery series. Its first book, One Taste Too Many, debuts in January 2019, but is available for pre-order. She also wrote Should Have Played Poker and 2012 IPPY Award winning Maze in Blue. Her short stories, including Anthony and Agatha nominated “The Night They Burned Ms. Dixie’s Place,” have appeared in numerous periodicals and anthologies including Alfred Hitchcock Mystery Magazine, Black Cat Mystery Magazine, and Mystery Weekly. Debra is president of Sisters in Crime’s Guppy Chapter, serves on SinC’s national board, and is vice-president of the Southeast Chapter of Mystery Writers of America.

Find out more about her writings at debrahgoldstein.com, on Facebook at DebraHGoldsteinAuthor , or on Twitter at @DebraHGoldstein. One Taste Too Many is available in print and e-book.

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