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Authors: B. B. Haywood

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A little more than a week later, on a Monday morning, the last day of January, Candy Holliday sat at the kitchen table, paging through seed catalogs and sipping a cup of hot tea. Every once in a while, as she flipped a page or after she’d focused in on a particularly interesting description of a zucchini or a pumpkin, she’d shift her gaze out the window, toward the blueberry fields and the woods behind the house.

There had been no arrest of Porter Sykes—or someone known as Preston Smith, for that matter. There had been no word from him since she’d last seen him out at Whitefield. The Sykes mansion itself had been in the news this past week, however. Apparently some kids had broken in and started a fire to warm themselves, but things got out of hand. The fire spread to some rags and debris nearby, and soon the whole place was ablaze, quickly burning down to the ground. The fire department arrived too late to save the old mansion, but it wasn’t much of a loss, most around town agreed. The place had fallen into disrepair years ago. The
following day, the Sykes family of Boston issued a statement saying they were putting the property up for sale.

Ben had shared some of his research of the Sykes and Pruitt families with her. She’d told Doc a little bit about it, and he’d done some digging in the historical society’s archives. He’d come up with an interesting old newspaper clipping from the Bangor paper, with a press date in the mid-1960s.

“It’s about a historian from Orono who was researching local family histories,” Doc told her as he handed it to her. “This historian, a man by the name of Decker, promoted the fact that Gideon Sykes, the father of Porter and his siblings, and the husband of Daisy Porter-Sykes, had committed suicide in that old mansion. His theory was that after Gideon had taken his own life, there had been a huge cover-up, and this Decker fellow suspected it had something to do with the old man’s insurance money—a sizable payout, by the way.”

Candy had read the rest of the clipping and handed it back to Doc. “Bury it somewhere,” she told him.

Toward the bottom of the article, she’d read that the historian named Decker had died a few weeks later, under mysterious, still-undetermined circumstances.

For now, she thought, it was best to keep that information under wraps.

For the past week she had struggled with the question of what to do about Porter and the information he’d told her. It had kept her awake nearly every night since, and had just about driven her crazy. She’d nearly spilled the beans to Doc several times, desperate for his advice. She’d avoided seeing Maggie, knowing it was next to impossible to keep anything from her friend. And she had resisted talking to Ben until she could sort out what to do and what to tell him.

The good news was that Doc barely noticed her internal agony. He was back at work on his book, and there were evenings when he brought home armloads of them from the
library and historical society. He’d even made a trip to the university library up at Orono, which gave him a chance to catch up with some old friends, lifting his spirits.

Speaking of spirits, she had seen the white moose only one other time, a few nights ago from her bedroom window, as the moon drifted lazily in its arc across the sky, casting its white glow upon the frozen blueberry fields. The moose had stood in the shadows of the distant trees for the longest time, watching the house, and she had watched back, until finally her eyelids had grown heavy and she’d gone to bed.

Now she looked out at the fields and shrugged. In another few weeks winter would begin to loosen its grip on the landscape. They’d still have a storm or two in early March, usually sometime around the eighth of the month, but the cold season was coming to an end, and then the wondrous rebirth would begin.

Candy Holliday sighed deeply in anticipation and turned back to her catalogs. Spring was coming, and she had a garden to plan.

EPILOGUE

Ben slammed the book closed and tossed it roughly on a nearby table, which itself was laden with numerous historical works and archival manuscripts. He’d been going through the material for weeks now, searching for the one clue that would tell him what was really going on and give him some insight into the murders that had been occurring around town. His gut told him there was a pattern, a reason it was all happening, but if one existed, he still could not see it.

His search would go on, though. He was determined to find out why the Sykes family had targeted Cape Willington and what their ultimate goal was.

As his gaze scanned the desktop, he caught sight of the letter, stuffed into a cubbyhole off to one side. It was the third one he’d received in as many months. But it had been no less confounding than the first two. There had been only a couple of lines:

There’s danger for you and your girlfriend if you stay
, it said.
Get out while you can.

It was unsigned, but he had a good idea who it had come from. There had been no specific threats yet, in any of the letters—nothing he could take to the police. But even if there had been—or might be in the future—he wasn’t sure he would. This wasn’t a matter for the police to sort out. This was his mystery. And he would pursue it himself.

He’d thought of telling Candy several times about what he was doing, bringing her deeper into his theories and fears. But he didn’t want to worry her right now. Besides, after all that had happened to her over the past two years, he didn’t want to burden her with the knowledge that this could just be the beginning.

He let out a deep breath, got up to put another log on the fire, and returned to his desk.

Just another book or two, he told himself, and then he’d give up for the night.

RECIPES

Sandy’s Favorite Whoopie Pies

Whoopie pies are now the official Maine treat. These are small whoopie pies, about four bites per pie, and not as sweet as most. You’ll want to make a double batch—they’re that good!

For the cake, cream together

5 tablespoons cocoa powder

6 tablespoons Crisco or other shortening

1 cup sugar

1 egg

1 teaspoon vanilla

Add

2 cups flour

1 teaspoon salt

1 cup milk

1 1/4 teaspoon baking soda

Mix together.

Drop by tablespoonfuls onto a cookie sheet.

Bake at 350 degrees for 10 minutes. Place cookie sheet on wire rack and let cakes cool completely.

For the filling, cook in a medium saucepan to a paste consistency

1/2 cup milk

2 tablespoons flour

Add:

1/4 cup Crisco or other shortening

1/2 cup butter

1/2 cup sugar

1 teaspoon vanilla

Beat until smooth with an electric mixer or by hand until creamy.

Refrigerate the filling until cool.

Spread the filling on half of the cakes. Top with the remaining cakes.

Wrap individually with waxed paper and keep refrigerated.

Don’t worry about how long they keep, because after a couple of days there won’t be any left!

Melody’s Chocolate Mousse

6 ounces semisweet chocolate, chopped, or chocolate chips

1 ounce unsweetened chocolate, chopped

1/2 cup milk

1 teaspoon vanilla extract

1 cup heavy cream

1/4 cup confectioners’ sugar

In a small saucepan, combine the semisweet and unsweetened chocolates with the milk.

Stir over low heat until melted.

Add the vanilla.

Turn off the heat and let stand until cool to the touch.

In bowl, beat the cream and the sugar with a mixer until stiff peaks form.

Add some of the chocolate mixture to the cream mixture and fold together using a wire whisk.

Add the remaining chocolate and fold in until it is all combined.

Spoon the moose into 6 serving dishes and refrigerate until ready to serve.

This delectable dessert is served daily at Melody’s Café!
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Marjorie Coffin’s White Moose Hot Cocoa

Combine in a small saucepan:

1/2 cup unsweetened cocoa powder

1/2 cup sugar

1/4 teaspoon ground cinnamon

Blend in 1/3 cup hot water.

Bring to a boil over medium heat, stirring constantly.

Boil and stir for 2 minutes.

Add 4 cups milk.

Stir and heat. Do not boil.

Remove from heat.

Add 3/4 teaspoon vanilla extract.

Stir with a whisk until foamy.

Pour into mugs and sprinkle with white chocolate chips.

Nanna Tibbetts’s Moose Mincemeat

Use given amounts if making mincemeat preserves. Halve the amounts if using for pie filling.

3 to 4 pounds moose meat (you can substitute venison or beef)

3 to 4 pounds apples, cored, peeled, and chopped

1 pound of suet (you can substitute Crisco)

2 1/2 cups sugar

1 1/2 pounds raisins

2 1/2 cups strong coffee

2 teaspoons nutmeg

1 teaspoon cinnamon

1 teaspoon cloves

Chop moose meat after cooking.

In a large Dutch oven, combine the meat, chopped apples, and suet (or Crisco).

Stir in remaining ingredients, varying the spices.

Simmer for 1 hour, stirring occasionally.

For moose mincemeat pie, use as a filling in any piecrust.

To preserve, pack hot into pint-size canning jars. Process pints for 20 minutes at 10 pounds pressure in a pressure cooker or for 1 1/2 hours in a boiling-water-bath canner.

Nanna Tibbetts’s Moose Mincemeat Cookies

1 cup shortening

1/2 teaspoon vanilla

1 cup honey

3 eggs, well beaten

3 1/4 cups flour

1 teaspoon salt

1 teaspoon baking soda

1 cup chopped nuts

1 cup moose mincemeat, drained

In a large bowl, cream the shortening.

Beat in the vanilla, honey, and eggs.

In a separate bowl, sift together flour, salt, and baking soda.

Add dry ingredients to the egg mixture.

Fold in nuts and mincemeat.

Drop by teaspoonfuls on a buttered cookie sheet.

Bake at 350 degrees for 15 minutes or until delicately browned.

Makes 6 dozen cookies; halve amounts for a smaller batch.

These authentic Maine moose recipes, from the
collection of Nanna Tibbetts of Denmark, Maine, were
generously provided in her loving memory by her
children, grandchildren, great grandchildren, and all
the children she loved.

 

Watch out for B. B. Haywood’s next Candy Holliday Mystery! Coming soon from Berkley Prime Crime…

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