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It was a slow night in the pastry shop. Closing was soon and there were only a handful of people in the shop finishing up their coffee or tea or pastries. She had sent her counter girl home knowing she could handle the rest of the cleanup by herself and closing. As she moved around straightening the display case of pastries she heard the door jingle.

“Hello. Welcome to Sweet Nothings. What can I get for you?”

“Hopefully something with plenty of sugar and chocolate and a strong coffee to go with it,” Lottie replied as her eyes ran over the display with a smile.  At least a treat might make this horror of her assignment a little more palatable.

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