Answer:
Men have one, women two, and when they become family, it’s three. What is it?
What is given but kept by the giver?
My first is second in line; I send shivers up your spine; not quite shining bright I glitter in the light.
Halo of water, tongue of wood. Skin of stone, long I've stood. My fingers short reach to the sky. Inside my heart men live and die.
Used on a diamond and left on a board. It's great for a gymnast his grip to restore. What is it?
What can you lose that will cause other people to lose theirs too?