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

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

bring supplies, nearby vendors sold all kinds of

checked the food's

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

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

asked,

cushion for the child to play on," the young man said, setting down the

cushion, unwrapping it and laying

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

man returned, both carrying skewers of meat

never

and thin blanket on the cushion for her son to lie on. Anya, wielding insect repellent, sprayed it around to keep

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 April and May, students and their parents come here for good luck. It's the peak season for

her spraying to listen, turned to the young man, "Do we have to eat

what locals believe. Most visitors these past few weeks have

was sitting on the mat,

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

Hansen, "This used to be part of the neighboring county but was incorporated into Havenbrook during the expansion.

"This place is nice, with mountains,

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 18 years." Henry, cradled by his dad, cried a bit, then continued

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

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255