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The aroma of freshly baked bread mingled with the faint sweetness of powdered sugar as the bakery bell tinkled above the door. "Morning, Nancy! Looks like you’ve been busy with those raspberry scones." "They’re flying off the shelves today, Maggie. Don’t know what it is—something in the air, perhaps? You want your usual?" "Actually, I’ve been craving something different. What would you recommend?" "Hmm, how about a slice of the lemon poppy seed loaf? It’s just out of the oven and pairs perfectly with your favorite Earl Grey." "Perfectly tempting. I’ll take a slice. Also, have you heard any more about that old necklace they found over at the community hall?" "You know, it’s the talk of the town. Some folks think it belonged to Priscilla Hargrove. Her ghost has been rumored to haunt the place, you know." "Ghost or no ghost, I wouldn’t be surprised if someone planted it just to stir up drama. Can you imagine Elsa Fitzwilliam’s face if that’s true?" "Elsa never could resist a good story, especially if she’s the one telling it. Sometimes I think she writes her own mysteries." "We should enlist her to solve it," chuckled Maggie. "Though she’d likely turn it into a three-ring circus." "With Elsa, nothing stays a secret for long."