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The bell above the door jingled as the scent of cinnamon and fresh bread wrapped around them. "Morning. The usual?" "Please. And maybe one of those new almond croissants—if they’re as good as the rumors say." "Rumors? In this town, everything’s a rumor until it’s a scandal." "True. Speaking of, did you hear about the mayor’s garden?" "Who hasn’t? Half the town’s been sneaking peeks over the fence." "Think it’s really haunted?" "Haunted? More like the work of a very determined raccoon." "Or a rival with a grudge." "Now you’re just making things interesting." The croissant was placed on the counter, golden and flaky. "Still warm. You’re a miracle worker." "Just doing my job. Though I *did* see Old Man Harris lurking near the garden last night." "Harris? That man wouldn’t hurt a fly." "Unless the fly was standing between him and a prize-winning zucchini." A laugh, then a sigh. "This town’s going to be the death of me." "Nah. The pastries will get you first."