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 for the

in handy, and Leo

vendors sold all kinds of meats and

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, wandered around with

donkey, setting a stove and charcoal on the ground, "This was

my husband?" Mia asked, patting her son's

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

long after, Andre arrived with a new cushion, unwrapping it and laying it on the ground, "Mia, let's put

yet. I'll hold him; he cries as

the young man returned, both carrying skewers

strong, and I've never heard of it before." He used to

the child to her 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 the

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

had paused her spraying to listen, turned to the

these past few weeks

Chad, who was sitting on the mat, deep in

change in demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That explains

but was

"This place is nice, with mountains, water, beautiful scenery, and a lively

my grandson here to eat fish when he's taking his college entrance exams in 18 years." Henry, cradled

later held across his dad's arms,

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