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.

He always had a soft spot for the

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

supplies, nearby vendors sold all kinds of meats and

checked the food's

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

a young man appeared with a donkey, setting a stove and charcoal on

my husband?" Mia asked, patting her

went to rent a cushion for the child to play on," the young man said, setting down the stove and making sure I was stable before

laying it

yet. I'll hold him; he cries as soon as I put

carrying skewers of meat and vegetables, placing them on

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

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

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

spraying to listen, turned to

past few weeks have been high school

at Chad, who was sitting on the mat, deep in

Anya's change in demeanor, as Mia remarked,

be part of the neighboring county but was

"This place is nice, with mountains, water, beautiful scenery,

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 18 years." Henry, cradled

held across his dad's arms, instinctively clutching his dad's

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