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William. I’m just preserving the peace.”
    “I have never seen
such a thing before.” He marveled. “I’m just speechless.”
    “Public
disorder often has violent consequences.” Joshua replied. “I hope it didn’t
cost a man his life tonight.”
    “I will be
saying prayers for that poor man.” Father William confessed.
    “I’m sure he
could use all the prayers he can get.” Joshua pressed. “If you’ll excuse me, I
need to get down to the Sheriff’s office.”
    “Of course.”
Father William smiled back.
    “Father
William.” The reporter who had taken a series of photographs during the incident
stepped forward. “Scott Jenkins, I work for the Cayuga Tribune. I have some
information you might find interesting regarding Seamus Kilpatrick.”
    The reporter
stepped aside with Father William as Vivienne and Kathy followed Joshua toward
the exit. “So much for planning the Luck of the Irish carnival.” Vivienne
commented.
    “Well, we can
still go to the store and plan my party.” Kathy offered.
    “Yes, we may
as well.” Vivienne looked back at the crowd of meeting attendees that were
milling about the library. “Nothing is going to happen here tonight, that’s for
sure.”
    “Great.” Kathy
replied enthusiastically and stepped on something that sounded like broken
glass. She looked down at the remnants of a small pendant on the floor, a
simple golden chain that once held some sort of fragile item, now smashed into
bits during the ruckus of the meeting. “Well, this certainly wasn’t one of my
pieces.”
    Vivienne
glanced down. “Should we give it to Harriet to put in the lost and found?”
    “Vivienne.”
Kathy smirked. “It probably was picked up inside a claw machine. It’s garbage.”
    “Well, if it
fell out of a purse some little kid is going to be upset tonight.”
    “So the kid’s
mom can fish another quarter out of her purse at the Monarch Grocery and
replace it.” Kathy grabbed Vivienne by the arm. “Let’s get out of here.” She
reached into her purse and pulled out her car keys.
    Vivienne
reached down and picked it up from the floor. “I’m going to give it to
Harriet.”
    “Fine.” Kathy
grimaced.
    On their way
out the door, Vivienne gave the broken necklace to Harriet to place in the lost
and found bin. It was the right thing to do, even if it was garbage like Kathy
said.
    Kathy pressed
the unlock button on her key fob as they approached her car. “Well, I think
you’re going to be pleasantly surprised when you see the generous amount I’m
going to offer you to bake some authentic New Orleans king cakes for the
jewelry party.”
    “Good.”
Vivienne replied as she opened the passenger door to Kathy’s car. “I could
definitely use a good surprise about now.”

 
 
 
    CHAPTER
FOUR
    “Sure, that
won’t be a problem. I’ll have the order ready about noon. Thank you again.”
Vivienne hung up the phone and finished writing the new order down. “Stephanie,
I’ve just got an order for a dozen loaves of Irish soda bread for this Friday.
Will you be able to come in about an hour early that day to help me get a head
start?”
    Stephanie
Bridgeman, Vivienne’s right hand at the Sweet Dreams Bakery, pulled out her
smartphone and entered a reminder for herself. “Not a problem.”
    “Thanks.”
Vivienne scooted over to the countertop computer and entered the order. Using
the new inventory tracking software she had installed after New Year’s, the
software generated a message that she would need to re-order flour in order to
keep it at her safety level. The software was a blessing, as it freed her to
not worry so much about daily inventory and kept shortages of supplies to a
minimum. “I don’t know how we got along without this.” She patted the top of
the computer.
    Stephanie was
using a batch of royal icing to frost two trays of butter cookies in the shape
of spring flowers. “I know what you mean. I used to think my friends who had
their phones attached