The jingle of the bell above the door announced a new customer. "Good morning, Mayor Dawson. Your usual?" Lily called out cheerfully from behind the counter. "Morning, Lily. Yes, the usual please." He flashed a smile, his eyes taking in the warm, inviting atmosphere of the bakery. The scent of freshly baked goods filled the air. Lily began preparing his order - a large coffee and a bear claw. "So, any big plans for the town fair this weekend?" she asked, making small talk. "Oh, I thought I'd give my speech at the gazebo again this year. Drum up support for the new park project," he replied, watching as she slid his order into a bag. "You'll be there, I hope?" "Wouldn't miss it for the world. I'm planning on entering my famous blueberry muffins in the baking contest. Think they'll have a chance against Mrs. Jamison's pies?" He chuckled. "They'll have plenty of competition, but yours are the best in my book. I'll be rooting for you." With a warm thank you and a wave, Mayor Dawson headed out, the bell jingling once more as he departed. Lily smiled, a spark of determination in her eye. This year, she was going to take home that blue ribbon for her muffins, no matter what it took.