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.

thrilled with his daughter's choice. He always had

that, Anya's carload of stuff came in handy, and Leo joked about Anya's blind luck in picking the right

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

the food's freshness like a

stones. Mia, the mom, wandered around with her child, feeling the heat and Henry's fussiness from

a young man appeared with a donkey, setting a stove and charcoal on the ground, "This was ordered by a Mr. Cedillo.

asked, patting her son's

on," the young man said, setting down the stove and making sure I

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

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

both carrying skewers of meat and

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

her son to lie on. Anya, wielding insect repellent, sprayed it around to keep mosquitoes away

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

to listen, turned to the young man, "Do we have

these past few

was sitting on the mat, deep in

Anya's change in demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That explains all

later explained to Hansen, "This used to be part of the neighboring county but was incorporated into

is nice, with mountains,

fish when he's taking his college entrance exams in 18 years."

his dad's arms, instinctively clutching

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