Four hundred candles in four hundred windows. By morning, one of them has gone out for good.Cranberry Cove has never had a Christmas Stroll before, and it turns out to be the loveliest thing the little town has ever done for itself - a single flame in every window from the wharf to the white church on the hill, and two thousand people walking up and down in the cold eating Hazel Quinn's stollen.By Sunday morning, Teddy Sears is dead in the church tower.Teddy mended half the roofs in this town for forty years and never once overcharged a soul. There is no enemy to find, no grudge to dig up, nothing at all to suspect - an old man, an old heater, a cold night, a job he'd been warned about by everyone including himself. What could be sadder, and what could be plainer?Six months pregnant and under orders to sit down, Hazel doesn't believe a word of it. Because Teddy told this whole town how that machine worked, over and over, for forty years - and a man does not break his own three rules on the one night it kills him.But every soul in Cranberry Cove was standing in the lane holding a candle where four hundred people could see them. Every alibi is airtight. Every alibi is true. And the only way Hazel is going to reach the truth is to stop asking who was there when Teddy died, and start thinking like a baker about the kind of harm you can set going and simply walk away from.Meanwhile, a hundred-year-old second key has been sitting in a saucer on Hazel's shelf since June, and the drowned carpenter who left it wrote four words she can't put down: it was not only mine to tell.A warm, twisty, small-town Christmas mystery with a gentle heart, a town you'll want to move to, and no gore on the page - plus two of Hazel's December recipes at the back.The Cranberry Cove Mysteries can be read in any order, but they're best in order. This is Book Five.
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