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picked up my order at the bakery, I realized I wasn’t serving anything healthy. So I ran over to the supermarket for some fruit. Berries. Nice ones. You’d never expect it this time of year.”
    “Good idea.” Lucy nodded. Knowing Maggie, there would be more than enough food, with or without berries. But Maggie did want the event to be perfect.
    While Maggie carried the shopping bags inside, Lucy went back to Maggie’s car, where she found several white cardboard boxes from the bakery in the trunk. She carried them inside and walked back to the storeroom.
    Maggie was working near the sink, arranging flowers in a tall vase. She glanced at Lucy over her shoulder. “Could you take these outside, please? I think the counter near the register would be a good spot.”
    The vase was slippery and Lucy carried it carefully. She had just set it down in its assigned spot when the shop door swung open. A tall, thin blonde stood in the doorway. She paused and looked around, then stepped inside. Her long, swishy shearling coat was the real thing, Lucy noticed, not a faux version from L.L. Bean. Under that, Lucy caught a glimpse of an attractive three-quarter-length sweater made of multicolored yarn.
    The young woman had barely shut the door behind her when Maggie seemed to fly through the air, appearing out of nowhere.
    “Cara! So good to see you.” The women shared a quick hug and Maggie stepped back. Cara Newhouse smiled down at her former teacher.
    “Good to see you, too, Maggie…. Wow. Look at this place. The flowers. Everything. You shouldn’t have gone to so much trouble.”
    Maggie shook her head, but looked pleased. “I wanted to do something special now that you’re so well known.”
    Cara seemed embarrassed by the praise. “Don’t be silly. I’m no celebrity.”
    “You are in the knitting world. Which counts for a lot around here.” Maggie turned to Lucy and waved her over. “I want you to meet my good friend, Lucy Binger.”
    Lucy stretched out her hand as Maggie introduced them. “Nice to meet you, Cara.”
    “Thanks. Nice to meet you, too.” Cara nodded and smiled.
    “We put a table for the demonstration back there.” Maggie pointed to the far side of the shop’s main room. “We thought that would be the easiest place for everyone to see. But we did leave an aisle, so you can walk around as you talk,” Maggie explained.
    “I can walk around. I can work at the table, I’ll do whatever you’d like,” Cara said agreeably.
    “How about the TV people? Where do you think they’ll put the camera?”
    “Oh, they’re not coming. They called this morning and canceled.” Cara shrugged as she took off her long coat. “I don’t mind. I’m really not ready. This will be good practice. I’m going to audition at the studio next week.”
    Maggie looked disappointed for a moment, then quickly recovered. “Just as well. A camera crew in here today would have made it even crazier.”
    Phoebe had come down from her apartment, Lucy noticed. She poked her head out of the storeroom and waved at Maggie. “I need another basket for the muffins. Are there any more back here?”
    “Looks like I’m needed,” Maggie said. “I’ll be right back…”
    Cara started toward the table and Lucy offered to help with the large tote bags she was carrying. Cara handed one over. It was filled with all kinds of things: knitting tools, yarn, measuring sticks.
    “I feel like Mary Poppins when I start pulling all this stuff out of my bags.”
    Cute , Lucy thought, though she’d be hard-pressed to figure out anything else Cara had in common with the original Nanny 911. Cara looked every inch the knitting world diva and soon-to-be TV host. She was a perfect TTB—Lucy’s ex-husband’s acronym for tall thin blonde. She had the type of figure that looked good in long, draping sweaters and shawls, and…okay, a body that would look great draped in almost anything. Or nothing.
    Lucy studied Cara’s three-quarter-length