Shining sun. The smell of caramel corn and cotton candy. Theme park music. Her hair glimmered gold in the light as she walked--a smile across her face. His Pink Floyd shirt was worn, his hair crazy and needing cut. When his eyes met hers, something sparked. Kindling of a fire that would soon begin. September 17th, 2022 would be a day to remember, though neither of them knew it yet. Greg got a call the night before from a friend saying he had an extra ticket to Silverwood, but he wasn't the type for last-minute plans and declined. "Come on, it'll be fun. You really should come," insisted his friend. Reluctantly, he accepted. There came a moment when everyone wanted to ride Aftershock. Greg and Maddie, however, wanted to go on Stuntpilot, so they split off from the group to ride their first ride together. First of many. Greg was too nervous to ask Maddie for her number, and they both felt deep sadness and regret as they said goodbye to each other that day. The next day, Greg asked Maddie's friend for her number and asked her out on a dinner date that night. She accepted. The rest is history.