conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  It had been a little over a year since the revolution. “Miss Claire, do you have everything?” I called out to Claire as she put her shoes on at the entrance to our house, about to head to work.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Rae, just how old do you think I am?” She shot me a glare.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Even that glare of yours is wonderful, Miss Claire! “I believe you’re turning seventeen soon.” It would be unthinkable for me to forget her age. In fact, I’d long been fantasizing about all the things I would do for her approaching birthday.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “That’s right, seventeen. The two of us are already adults raising children, are we not?”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I’m well aware. Regardless, do you have your handkerchief?” I asked, also well aware of how overbearing I was being.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Of course,” Claire curtly replied.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “And some tissues?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Of course.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “And your lunch box?”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Of course.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “I spiked it with something special this time.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Of cour—you did what? !”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Relax, I’m obviously joking!”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “It doesn’t sound like a joke when you say it.” Claire sighed, seeming exhausted all of a sudden. “What’s with the long face, Miss Claire? You can’t go in looking like that.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “And whose fault do you think it is? !”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  It was mine, of course. All intentional, too. Tee hee.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Mama Claire, you still haven’t gone to work?”
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Won’t you be late?”
conversations.prefix: Aleah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  Teasing Claire had run longer than I realized. May and Aleah approached, finished with their breakfast.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Did you two clean up?” Claire asked.
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Uh-huh!”
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Yes, Mother.”
conversations.prefix: Aleah:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Very good. I’ll be off, then. I leave them to you, Rae.”
conversations.prefix: Claire:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Of course. Have a nice day.”
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Have a nice day!” the twins called together.
conversations.prefix: May & Aleah:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  We all waved goodbye to Claire’s bouncing curls. This was our routine. Claire and I now taught at the Royal Academy, meaning we usually both left for work together, but occasionally, one of us could stay home. Today was such a day. “Shall we brush our teeth, then?” I asked the girls.
conversations.prefix: Rae:
conversations.from: human
conversations.value:  “Yeah!”
conversations.prefix: May:
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value:  “Yes, Mother!” May and Aleah generally obeyed directions, but they had grown more willful of late.
conversations.prefix: Aleah: