[The clock piece had been sitting on a shelf since she'd received it, and while it cought her attention from time to time, there was always something else to be done. She knew that Manning had met with his group, had seen a good memory, and she'd begun to feel a bit guilty about keeping such a thing from three other people, if that was what would happen.
So one afternoon when their two younger girls were miraculously napping at the same time and TJ was working her way through a new "big girl" book, Iris sat down at her laptop and scrolled back through the forums, searching for names. And once she finally had a trio of them, she locked a post:]
I believe I may have the final piece of your clock.