conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “So Miss Claire is afraid of ghosts?” My mother laughed as if she found the story heartwarming.
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “In that case, you should probably stay away from the beach."
conversations.prefix: Dad:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Why?” I had been looking forward to swimming in the ocean.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “It seems that undead have been spotted along the coast lately…”
conversations.prefix: Dad:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “It’s really been a problem for the fishermen.” According to my parents, undead had been haunting the coast for about a week now. There weren’t many, and the neighborhood watch were currently keeping them at bay, but it was starting to get out of hand.
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “In that case, we’ll destroy them.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Well, well! But it’s so dangerous…and besides, I thought you were afraid of ghosts, Miss Claire?”
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “The undead are monsters. Not ghosts. We can go to the coast first thing tomorrow. Right, Rae?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Fine by me. Let’s take our bathing suits too. We can start your swimming lesson—”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Shhh! Shhh!” Claire interrupted me, flustered.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Oh my, my, my? Miss Claire, do you have trouble swimming?”
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “N-no, of course not. I am able swim; I simply wish to improve. That’s all.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Why, that’s wonderful. Rae grew up by the water, so she should be able to give you some pointers. Rae, make sure you teach her well.”
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Yes.” It seemed like Claire wanted my mom to like her…but maybe I was imagining it.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “It’s getting late. Miss Claire, you should rest,” my father said, looking at the wall clock.
conversations.prefix: Dad:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “My, my, my. Time flies when you’re having fun.”
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Yes. I’ll have a bath and then go to bed.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Umm…”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I’m sorry, Miss Claire. We don’t have a bath here.” Peasants didn’t bathe daily. We wiped our bodies down with wet cloths and went to the bathhouse once every few weeks.
conversations.prefix: Mom:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Oh… I see. I understand.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I brought soap, so I’ll wipe you down in the bedroom.” Such was the awkward atmosphere in which we ended Claire’s welcome party.
conversations.prefix: Rae: