"Huh, where the hell's that?" Theo asked, still playing around with the piles. This time he was taking smaller objects from one and sliding them over to one of the others. As for the locket, the inscription was easy to read even in this light, even as small as it was.<br/><br/>'Dearest Rachel,<br/>My daughter<br/>My life<br/>My love<br/>Remember me always<br/>~Abigale'<br/>