My mom's story

"Mom, tell me your story again!" Maria pleads. "Maria, you've heard this story thousands of times!" "One more time?" "Fine. But one condition! You must go to bed after the story, okay?" Maria sighs. "Okay, but tell me the story now!" "You promise to go to bed?" "Yes, I promise! Now tell the story!" "I stare at the 20 dollar bill. 'Take it, I won't tell.' I jump in surprise. 'Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to scare you.' I breathe a sigh of relief. 'It's okay,' I look at the bill again. 'What's your name?' He asks. 'Uh, Whitney. You?' 'Stephen,' I nod. 'Nice to meet you, Stephen.'He nods. 'Nice to meet you, Whitney.' He grabs the 20 dollar bill. My eyes widen. 'You can't just do that!' He laughs. 'You weren't going to do it. Can you take it?' He hands me it even when I keep telling him, 'No, it's not mine!' Soon after, we went on a date. "And that's how you fell in love?" "Yes, now let's continue." "Then, we went on multiple dates, and later, we were engaged!" I look at Stephen and smile. "You're lucky I didn't leave you after you threw up on a roller coaster!" I sigh. "Stephen, that was 20 years ago! Let it go!" He laughs. "Okay, okay," Maria scoots back. "Please don't throw up on me," Maria whispers. I laugh. "Well, luckily we aren't on a roller coaster." Stephan laughs. "Yes, we're very lucky."