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.

choice. He always had a soft spot for the younger generation's

came in handy, and Leo joked about Anya's blind luck in

supplies, nearby vendors sold all kinds of

checked the food's freshness like

went off to chat, Anya and Leo fetched things, and Molly found a spot to clear some stones. Mia, the mom,

and charcoal on the ground,

husband?" Mia asked, patting

the child to play on," the young man said, setting down the stove and making sure I was stable

laying it

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

man returned, both carrying skewers of meat and

never heard of it before." He used to be a politician in Havenbrook, so he thought he

thin blanket on the cushion for her son to lie on.

the stove and explained, "We call it Scholar's River. Legend has 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

had paused her spraying to listen, turned to the young man, "Do we have to eat

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

Chad, who was sitting on the mat, deep in

demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That explains all the

county but was incorporated into

recent events, "This place is nice, with mountains, water,

it's true, I'll bring my grandson here to eat fish when he's taking his college entrance exams

across his dad's arms, instinctively

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