Just as I was thinking I should make small talk with him, a little boy slipped off his mother's lap and walked over to the wheelchair. Placing his han... on the man's, he said, "I know how you feel. My Mom makes me ride in the stroller too."As I was nursing my baby, my cousin's six-year-old daughter, Krissy, came into the room. Never having seen anyone breast feed before, she was intrigued and full of all kinds of questions about what I was doing. After mulling over my answers, she remarked, "My. " He opened the engagement rings case. "Here." Hehanded all of the rings to me. "For your girl. The rest can help pay forthe wedding." He winked, smiled and waved me goodbye as I left. Hecalled out after me as I started walking back to my car."What's up?" Make sure that you don't have anything of value in your pockets if youswap with someone." He pointed to the pocket that I had the rings in. Ithanked him and left in my car.***I was wrapped in my own thoughts, swirling around as to what I was. It was to give me a message, I hoped a message that would put just one step from the end of my treasure hunt.Here is what he wrote: “Kittens sweet, bound as one by woven fur, Paws entwined to the cows’ own rhyme, First heard long ago in summertime, One sings the song, while the other purrs.”Uncle Bert was cryptic sometimes, although I knew exactly what he meant, and you probably do, too. Isn’t it interesting how he always manages to work sex into everything? He was a horny old tom cat.At the. She was still talking, going on about how brave I was and how nice it was to defend my mom and stuff. Then she got this odd look on her face, kind of like a glow. She stopped talking and just looked at me. I squirmed."You did something very nice for your mother today," she said in a hushed voice. "Would you like to do something nice for me, too?"I didn't know what to say. I just looked at her and finally figured, well, Auntie Vivian was usually nice to me. So I nodded.Then she stood up and.