The bell above the bakery door tinkled merrily as the customer entered, taking in the aroma of freshly baked bread and sugary confections. "Good morning! What can I get for you today?" "Oh, you know me too well, Marge. I'll have my usual—a dozen assorted donuts and a couple of those delectable lemon bars." "Coming right up! Say, did you hear about the ruckus down at the library last night?" "No, what happened?" "Well, rumor has it that someone broke in and made a real mess of the place. Books scattered everywhere, shelves toppled over. It's a darn shame." "Goodness gracious! Do they have any leads on who did it?" "Not yet, but Sheriff Bennett is investigating. You know how protective this town is of our library." "Indeed! I hope they catch the culprit soon. Vandalizing a place like that is just downright disrespectful." "Here's your order, sugar. That'll be twelve fifty." "Thanks, Marge. And keep me posted on any developments with the library case, won't you?" "You know I will, dear. Have a blessed day!"