A Twenty

I was riding along, somewhere near the church that stood behind my house, with my brother on the handlebars. Just then I saw a green bill on the ground - it was a twenty! Off the bike I went, just as smooth as if I was stepping off the curb onto the street. The bill was mine.

Oh, and the bike rode on for five or ten feet before falling and spilling my brother in a broken pile on the concrete.

But, the bill was mine.