Mia approached me one night, not long after mom had gone to work, something hidden behind her back. I looked at her cautiously, not knowing what she w...s thinking, but interested in her thoughts just the same. As she walked closely toward me, the smile on her face growing wider with each step, my curiosity finally got the best of me. “What are you doing?” I asked, scooting back so my back was resting against my headboard.She crawled up on top of me and kissed me lightly, the thing that she was. Let me tell you this now. I should have stayed seated. That fish was bigger and stronger than I had expected. I ended up in the water and completely soaked. But somehow with the help of my Grandpa, we managed to reel in the fish.After his laughter died down and we had the fish tied up and he tore his eyes from my chest he said, “I guess we should have gone to the pond instead of here. The fish there aren’t nearly as big.”“I guess that’s true. But it wouldn’t have been nearly as...” I had just. We wondered if we should turn it in somewhere or keep it as spoils of war just like any other gold we would find on somebody we shot. This was a conundrum that we could not answer for now.We divided the money between us to get it out of the crooks' saddle bags before we sold the tack. We decided to postpone any decision for now and just go along as if we had not found it. I decided that I would ask my lawyer friend, Jason McCall, for his advice.The crooks were turned in and we collected our. (Hello bingo) I say I appreicate that and he goes to load the taters. He tells me to wait in the office for my paperwork. I walk over and go in the office and there is no one there so I grab a chair and wait. A couple minutes later the wife walks in and smiles tells me she heard I'd be staying for dinner and says her name is Shirley. I introduce myself and she comes over and shakes my hand she had a hell of a grip and kind of lingers looking right into my eyes like she was looking inside me..