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conversations.value: What is a description for a book titled The Tin Box about Kenly, Tommy, Kenly's with the genre: Literature & Fiction, Women's Fiction?
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conversations.value: the author's heartfelt first novel hinges on a long-kept secret of Kenly Lowen, a woman whose loving marriage was forged on a desperate lie. After an ominous prologue, the story begins with 15-year-old Kenly's difficult adolescence: her mother died when she was seven, and she leads a rootless, itinerant life with her heartbroken alcoholic father. They finally settle in Athabasca, a small town in northern Alberta, Canada, where Kenly forms intense friendships with an odd lot&mdash;her next-door neighbor Tommy, whose Proteus syndrome symptoms include a disfigured face, and Lexie, a feisty redhead. When Kenly's father commits suicide, Tommy and his mother, Jean, take Kenly in. Her friendship with Tommy deepens to romance, and before Kenly leaves for college, she and Tommy lose their virginity in his tree house. Soon after arriving at Northwestern University, Kenly meets and sleeps with handsome Ross, and they marry when she discovers she is pregnant. Connor, the son she bears, is Tommy's biological child, and Kenly must face up to the deception that may unravel her marriage. The novel's moving conclusion is a testament to love and forgiveness. <BR>Copyright &copy; Reed Business Information, a division of Reed Elsevier Inc. All rights reserved.
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conversations.value: What is the first five paragraphs for this book?
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conversations.value: The Tin Box
  They shook hands before Chet rolled away. William locked the gate and hurried back to the main building.
  Of course, there was nobody to talk to. He'd felt Colby's absence acutely every single day since May. He'd now been missing him for a much longer time than they'd been friendly. Tonight, though, it seemed worse than ever.
  A FEW days into September, William's phone rang. He startled slightly and then swore. He was in the midst of packing a few things for tomorrow's day-trip to the university. Tomorrow afternoon he'd be defending his dissertation. His nerves might have been just a bit on edge.
  Finally, Colby cleared his throat. "You have, um, mail. Lawyer stuff. I didn't know if you needed it right away."
  And with those words, William's hope crashed and burned. He tried to keep his voice steady. "Is it okay if I come now and get it? I'll be gone tomorrow."
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conversations.value: What is another paragraph?
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conversations.value: Colby was silent as William used a cotton swab to dot antiseptic cream onto the scrapes. The injuries weren't deep or serious, but they'd be uncomfortable for a couple of days. He reached for large adhesive bandages.
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conversations.value: What is the last paragraph?
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conversations.value: And this is the most amazing thing of all: I believe. I believed when I was younger, but it was a terrified, cowering kind of belief. The kind of belief that makes you hide. Then I believed I could pretend to be someone else. I lost that belief too. But over the past months—due in part to you, Bill—I've come to believe in myself, believe in the future, believe in ghosts, believe in hope. Believe in love.