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

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

supplies, nearby vendors

the food's freshness

Anya and Leo fetched things, and Molly found a spot to clear some stones. Mia, the mom, wandered around

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

Mia asked, patting her

play on," the young man said, setting down

arrived with a new cushion, unwrapping it and laying

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

the young man returned, both carrying skewers of meat and vegetables, placing them

I've never heard of it before." He used to be a

the cushion for her son to lie on. Anya, wielding insect repellent,

explained, "We 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 known as Scholar's

turned to the young

locals believe. Most visitors these past

glanced at Chad, who was sitting on the

in demeanor, as Mia remarked, "That explains all the high

of the neighboring county but was incorporated into Havenbrook during the expansion. It used to

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

a legend? If it's true, I'll bring my grandson here to eat fish when he's taking his college entrance

his dad's arms, instinctively clutching his dad's finger, miraculously calming

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