The fire crackled softly as the ‘Grandfather’s Watch’ was brought forth. It was indeed an object, as was the locket we seek, and yet its cold brass and steady rhythm felt distinct from the delicate warmth of gold. Then, the ‘Grandma’s Knitwork’ appeared, which felt somewhat closer in its deeply personal connection, but still led away from the metallic gleam we were searching for. Finally, the ‘Freshly Baked Bread’ conjured up wonderful feelings, yet took us further afield from our true quarry.