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.

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

Leo joked about Anya's blind luck in picking

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

checked the food's freshness like a

Leo fetched things, and Molly found a spot to clear some stones. Mia, the mom, wandered around with her child, feeling the heat

appeared with a donkey, setting a stove and charcoal on the ground,

asked,

Cedillo went to rent a cushion for the child to play on," the young man said, setting down the

unwrapping it and laying

I'll hold

returned, both carrying skewers of meat and vegetables,

called? The current's pretty strong, and I've never heard of it before." He used to be a politician in Havenbrook, so

her son to lie on. Anya, wielding insect repellent,

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 when picnic clubs by the river

had paused her spraying to listen, turned to the

visitors these past few weeks have been high school

sitting on the mat, deep in

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

the neighboring county but was incorporated into Havenbrook during the expansion. It

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

asked again, "Is that story true or just a legend? If it's true, I'll bring my grandson here to eat fish when he's taking his college entrance exams in

his dad's arms, instinctively clutching his dad's finger,

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