”“It’s ok,” Mike said. “What about the puzzle? Playing a piece from Handel’s Messiah using a verse from Paul’s letters to the Corinthi...ns, as Biblical as it may be, had nothing to do with Isaiah. What’s the connection?”Nodding, Selena replied, “It is because of Isaiah’s request that the locket be able to act of its own accord in determining whether or not an individual is worthy of opening it, as well as being a man of God. The puzzle could have been anything, and the one it used was one. I told Tracy I wanted to look at her eyes and see if they were making any progress at starting to open. The swelling had started to go down slightly and the purple tinge had lost a couple of shades.Her eye lids were caked shut and I thought a warm damp cloth might help soften them. At least it might soothe them a little so I might be able to coax them open. I wasn't expecting miracles, just hoping for a little progress.I told Tracy my plan and she thought it might work. I drew a small bowl of. "How can this get any worse?"That query was answered by a most unlikely source. A child's voice spoke squeaked from very close by."Mommy? Wake up . . . I hungwy." The next sight that David saw chilled him to the marrow. He turned his head to see a little black girl, who couldn't be any older than 2 to 3 years old, standing in a doorway. She was looking at him with a sad, innocent look in her eyes.When David reached to draw away the long, tangled dark hair that had fallen into his eyes, he. ” Margaret Donnelly stood inches away from where I was sitting and looked down at me. I looked up at her and waited.“Discipline.” She waited for my reply, but I remained silent and waited.“Well. Your mother said that she has had issues with your behaviour in the past and has agreed that I may use whatever methods necessary to ensure that you are perfectly behaved whilst you are living here.”“I am good…” Margaret cut me off in mid-sentence.“Well, just to make sure you will be placed under.