Scott hurried over and found five brand-new hundred-dollar bills stashed under the cutting board.

"Officer Chad, for just a few cherries, this is way too much."

Chad hadn't planned this with Molly. It was all her, sneaking over, grabbing his wallet, and leaving the money there.

"Molly really gets me, huh?"

Molly grinned, "Of course, only I truly understand you."

Looking for a lunch spot, Molly found a riverside picnic club on her phone.

Molly nibbled on her thumb, "Chad-"

"Henry's too young."

"He won't eat much anyway."

"The smoke will be strong."

Molly stopped pleading and got down to business, "Chad, if you take me to the picnic, I'll stay over at the Byrne family's house tonight."

Officer Chad, always ready to compromise, asked, "Where's it at?"

A half-hour drive later, they arrived at the bustling riverside, vehicles parked all around. It was a busy weekend. Walking down the slope, Andre carried his son and held his wife's hand, surrounded by dirt paths and the smoke from woodland barbecues. Kids played by the river, and a few high school students in uniforms were there too.

daughter's choice. He always

and Leo joked about Anya's

didn't bring supplies, nearby vendors sold all kinds of meats

food's freshness like a

to clear some stones. Mia, the mom,

and charcoal on the ground, "This was ordered by a

Mia asked,

to rent a cushion for the child to play on," the young man

a new cushion, unwrapping it and laying it on the ground, "Mia, let's put

looked at the drowsy Henry, "He's not settled yet. I'll hold him; he cries as soon as I

the young man returned, both carrying skewers of meat and vegetables, placing

on his cane, asked, "Young man, what's this river called? The current's pretty strong, and I've never

blanket on the cushion for her son to lie on. Anya, wielding insect repellent,

it that in ancient times, a scholar passing through here caught a fish. His wife cooked it, and after eating, he went to his exams and topped them. On his way back, he remembered the fish and ate it again. Since then, it's said that eating fish from this river brings exam success. Gradually, it became known as Scholar's River. Every year around April and May, students and their parents come here for good luck. It's the peak season for fish, and that's

paused her spraying to listen, turned to the young

believe. Most visitors these past few weeks have been high school

sitting

else noticed Anya's change in demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That explains all the high school

Hansen, "This used to be part of the neighboring county but was incorporated into Havenbrook during the expansion. It used

by this, Hansen recalled recent events, "This place is nice, with mountains, water, beautiful

grandson here to eat fish when he's taking his college entrance exams in 18 years." Henry, cradled by his dad, cried a bit, then continued

his dad's arms, instinctively clutching his dad's finger, miraculously calming into

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