I shared a seat with her on the bus to the Morongo Indian Reservation. I wanted to keep to myself and not explain to anyone who I am or where I was from. She took my hand and held it in hers. I looked at her, startled. She said: "You will have 3 children and your greatest happiness will come from them." I smiled at her while squeezing her hand and told her " thank you." We sat silently during the rest of the ride through the desert.