Maple Mayhem (A Sugar Grove Mystery) - Plot & Excerpts
One, he had already sent me packing the week before when I had felt obligated to ask him if he wanted to join the cooperative. He had to be asked because he was one of the primary syrup producers in the county, let alone Sugar Grove, but I had gotten an earful once he heard a state inspection was the entrance requirement. Frank was an antigovernment conspiracy nut. He had scoffed and yelled and given me pitying looks about my naïveté and gullibility but he hadn’t thrown me out bodily. I had to believe he wouldn’t this time. At least it wasn’t a definite. I hoped. Have you ever seen one of those illustrated storybooks with a drawing of the big bad wolf’s house? That was Frank’s place they used as the model. For years, before there was a town recycling program, Frank hauled things back from the dump and found ways to justify having them at his house. His house was sided with everything from old license plates to cast-off dryer doors. The entire place had been plumbed with used garden hoses repaired with duct tape when the need arose.
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