All stuffing, no turkey: cozy Christmas murder by numbers

This was promoted as 'A modern rival to Agatha Christie' but at her very worst, Agatha is far better than this. It is hard to articulate the issue, but this book feels like a murder mystery by numbers. The author has thrown in all the ingredients needed but hasn't considered that you actually need to weave an interesting plot with 3-dimensional characters. Very disappointing.

We find ourselves accompanying Eve, whose husband Quentin completed suicide on New Year's Eve. Quentin didn't leave a note, and Eve is struggling to cope with her loss, the not knowing, the what ifs, and Quentin's overbearing mother. Supported by family and friends, old and new, Eve starts to learn to navigate her new world, hoping someday maybe, she might be happy again.