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conversations.value: What could be a title for a story about Detours, Bold, Strokes with the genre: Teen & Young Adult, Science Fiction & Fantasy?
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conversations.value: A title for this story could be 'The Unwanted'
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conversations.value: Give me a description for a story titled The Unwanted about Pine, Barrens, Jersey with the genre: Literature & Fiction, Action & Adventure.
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conversations.value: the author lives deep in the Pine Barrens of New Jersey. He is a former journalist, educator and cranberry farmer with a BA in English from Rutgers University.
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conversations.value: Give me a plot for a story about Detours, Bold, Strokes.
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conversations.value: The Unwanted: Carmilla arrives in South Carolina to investigate a woman named Millarca.\nThe only information she has is an address, but Troy, the owner of the house, says nobody named Millarca has ever lived there.\nHe offers to give Carmilla a ride into town, and she later coincidentally visits a restaurant where Troy's daughter, Laura, works.\nCurious, Laura presses for more details, and Carmilla reveals that Millarca is her mother, whom she never knew.\nCarmilla eventually becomes annoyed with Laura's questions and leaves, but Laura stops her to explain that her father once rented out a trailer.\nCarmilla requests public records at the police station, but they tell her it will take two business days.\nAt Laura's urging, Troy lets Carmilla stay at the trailer, which Troy reveals he once rented to Millarca.\nLaura invites Carmilla to hang out with her, and the two grow closer.\nWorried about Laura's increasing bond with Carmilla, Troy says Millarca was trouble and her daughter likely is, too.\nLaura becomes uncomfortable when Troy tries to kiss her, and he breaks down in tears as he says that she reminds him of her dead mother.\nLater, Troy explains that Millarca and Karen, Laura's mother, were also friends.\nTroy did not approve of their friendship and, as a devout Christian, believed Millarca was a bad influence.\nTroy tells Carmilla that her mother was a thief and left without paying rent.\nHe suggests that she leave soon, as he does not want Laura to become too attached to Carmilla if she will be leaving town.\nBefore Carmilla leaves, she checks the police station.\nThere, she discovers the police were called to Troy's house.\nIn Millarca's statement, she says she was having a lesbian affair with Karen.\nSeparately, Troy corroborates this with Laura, who has demanded the full story.\nTroy beat both women when he found that they were engaging in blood fetishism.\nHe blamed Karen's mysterious ailment and eventual death on Millarca, whom he believes to have been a vampire who seduced Karen.\nLaura, who self-injures, excitedly tells Carmilla, who has not left town yet, that she now understands herself and her sexuality.\nThe two begin a lesbian relationship that mirrors that of their mothers.\nCarmilla discovers Laura's scars and makes Laura promise to stop self-injuring.\nCarmilla further tells Laura she will not engage in blood fetishism any more, as it is a substitute for self-injury.\nCarmilla urges Laura to leave town with her, but Laura resists.\nTroy becomes suspicious that Laura is still seeing Carmilla and warns her that he will not allow Carmilla to hurt her.\nExasperated, Laura insists that Carmilla has done nothing to her.\nHowever, Troy breaks into her bedroom and discovers extensive scars from Laura's self-injuring.\nMistaking them as evidence of Carmilla's vampirism, Troy threatens to kill Carmilla as he did Millarca.\nTroy binds Laura to her bed and says that if Carmilla returns to the house, it is proof she is a vampire.\nLaura desperately warns off Carmilla when she does come, but Carmilla refuses to leave without her.\nAs Laura tearfully tells Carmilla that Troy killed Millarca, Troy, a hunter, shoots Carmilla with a bow and arrow.\nLaura stops him before he can finish her off with a knife.\nAs she calls the police, Troy retrieves his knife and kills Carmilla.\nAs she dies, Carmilla sees her mother.\nLaura flees the house and drives off into the night as the police arrive.
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conversations.value: Give me the first five paragraphs for this story.
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conversations.value: The Unwanted
  She gazed out toward the marsh, where the tired figures of the searchers were now clearly silhouetted against the gun-metal sky. A knot of people had already gathered in the parking lot at the end of Oak Street, and as she watched them quietly talking among themselves, she realized that she was seeing a reflection of both the best and the worst of village living.
  In another place—a larger city—Lisa Chambers's disappearance would have been noted in the morning paper, and the search would have gone quietly on, almost unnoticed. And for most people, life, too, would have gone quietly on, essentially unchanged for the absence of a single member of their society.
  But in False Harbor there was no morning paper; indeed, none was needed, for by now, Charlotte was quite certain, there wasn't a soul in town who was unaware of what had happened last night, at least in its barest essentials. But in the realm of detail there would be as many versions filtering from ear to ear as there were mouths to speak them, and until the truth about what had happened to Lisa was discovered, there would be scant attention paid to any other subject.
  She turned away from her front window and went to the kitchen. Soon people would begin noticing that her drapes were open and would start dropping by, some looking for news, some only needing a respite from the vigil by the beach. Her large percolator had just begun to simmer when the doorbell rang for the first time. When she opened the front door, she wasn't surprised to see Gene Templeton standing on the front porch, looking every bit as tired as she herself felt.
  Templeton shrugged. "I found him on his boat, dead drunk. He—well, he claims there's a body out there all right. But he says it's Cassie Winslow's. He says he saw her in some quicksand but couldn't get to her."
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conversations.value: Give me three more paragraphs.
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conversations.value: Cassie shook her head as if to dispel the nightmare closing around her. "No. Miranda was your friend—she never hurt you. She loved you."
  Eric's eyes glowed with fury. "Why not? No one's going to blame me. No one's even going to know I did it. They're going to blame you, Cassie. They're going to blame you for all of it."
  She tried to fight it, tried to calm the cat, but it did no good. He was stronger than she was—too strong.
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conversations.value: Delete the last sentence.
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conversations.value: Cassie shook her head as if to dispel the nightmare closing around her. "No. Miranda was your friend—she never hurt you. She loved you."
  Eric's eyes glowed with fury. "Why not? No one's going to blame me. No one's even going to know I did it. They're going to blame you, Cassie. They're going to blame you for all of it."
  She tried to fight it, tried to calm the cat, but it did no good.
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conversations.value: Give me the last three paragraphs.
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conversations.value: As she felt the last of her nerve slipping away from her, she began to sob. Tears streaming down her face, she scrambled back down off the ladder and fled toward the locker room, covering her face with her hands, already imagining she could hear the laughter following her. Then she was inside the locker room, scurrying across the empty shower room. By the time she came to her locker, the bathing suit was already half off, and she jerked it the rest of the way, hurling it into a corner and pulling on her clothes as fast as she could. Leaving her locker standing open, sobs of humiliation racking her body, Amy Carlson fled from the gym.
  By the time Hildie Kramer came looking for her, the locker room was empty, but Hildie was almost certain she knew where Amy had gone.
  As she, too, left the gym, every trace of the warm and kindly expression she habitually wore when she spoke to either the children or their parents was gone from her face, replaced by a look of harsh determination. Before anyone else saw Amy Carlson again, Hildie Kramer intended to find her.
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conversations.value: Swap the first and the last sentence.
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conversations.value: Before anyone else saw Amy Carlson again, Hildie Kramer intended to find her. Tears streaming down her face, she scrambled back down off the ladder and fled toward the locker room, covering her face with her hands, already imagining she could hear the laughter following her. Then she was inside the locker room, scurrying across the empty shower room. By the time she came to her locker, the bathing suit was already half off, and she jerked it the rest of the way, hurling it into a corner and pulling on her clothes as fast as she could. Leaving her locker standing open, sobs of humiliation racking her body, Amy Carlson fled from the gym.
  By the time Hildie Kramer came looking for her, the locker room was empty, but Hildie was almost certain she knew where Amy had gone.
  As she, too, left the gym, every trace of the warm and kindly expression she habitually wore when she spoke to either the children or their parents was gone from her face, replaced by a look of harsh determination.As she felt the last of her nerve slipping away from her, she began to sob.