conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "Um, Mother Rae?"
conversations.prefix: Mother Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "There’s something we want to ask.” Just past noon on a holiday, May and Aleah approached Mother Rae while she was reading a book at the table out on their terrace. "Um, what does—”
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  "What does Mama Rae like about Mama Claire?"
conversations.prefix: Aleah:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Aleah! I was asking first!” May frowned.
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “No fighting, you two. Hmm… That’s a tough question. I can only say I love everything about her.”
conversations.prefix: Mother Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  They squealed in unison, placing their hands on their cheeks.
conversations.prefix: May and Aleah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Oh, but Miss Claire was pretty different when I first met her.
conversations.prefix: Mother Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  "How so?" "Tell us, tell us!” The two of them looked at her expectantly.
conversations.prefix: May and Aleah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Well, she was a lot more high-strung when we first met. Of course, Claire’s great as she is now, but I’ll never forget how wonderful she was when her pride was stacked high as the ceiling.”
conversations.prefix: Mother Rae: