Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

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.

was thrilled with his daughter's choice. He always had a soft spot

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

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

food's freshness like a

and Leo fetched things, and Molly found a spot to clear some stones. Mia, the mom, wandered around with her child, feeling the heat and Henry's fussiness from lack of sleep, whimpering in

a donkey, setting a stove and charcoal on the ground, "This was ordered by a Mr.

husband?" Mia asked, patting

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

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

I'll hold him; he cries as soon as

skewers of meat and vegetables, placing

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

husband, then spread a mat and thin blanket on the cushion for her son to lie on. Anya, wielding insect repellent, sprayed it around to keep mosquitoes away from

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

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

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

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

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

neighboring county but was

events, "This place is nice, with mountains,

"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 18 years." Henry, cradled by his dad, cried

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