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The warm, sweet aroma of freshly baked bread and pastries wafted through the small town bakery. Flour-dusted aprons and the soft clinking of cups against saucers dotted the cozy space. An elderly woman stood by the counter, her wispy white hair pulled back in a neat bun. "What do you think folks will be talking about at the church picnic this Sunday?" A young barista piped up from behind the counter, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "probably Mrs. Abernathy's disappearance. It's been the talk of the town for days now." The woman shook her head, her rosy cheeks puffing out as she chuckled. "Not for long. Mrs. Abernathy's nephew hired a private investigator. The poor girl is going to solve the mystery in no time." The barista poured a steaming latte for a waiting customer, the cup almost slipping from his grasp. "Private investigator? Now that sounds a little too much like one of those suspense novels Miss Charlotte writes." "Of course, it does! Nothing happens in this town that one of those nosey authors doesn't write about. But don't you worry, sweetie. We're going to have ourselves a lovely picnic come Sunday."