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conversations.value: the first three paragraphs for a book with the title 'Sing You Home'
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conversations.value: Sing You Home
  Cataloguing-in-Publication details are available from the National Library of Australia www.librariesaustralia.nla.gov.au
  For Ellen Wilber—Your music has completely enriched my life; your friendship has meant so much to me and my entire family. I'm not sure I can remember which one of us is supposed to be Louise and which one is supposed to be Thelma, but I don't think it matters as long as we're on the road together.
  And for Kyle van Leer—From the moment you were born in a hurricane I knew you were going to be one of a kind. I don't think I could possibly be any more proud of you if I tried—not just for who you've become but for the individual you have always been.
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conversations.value: four more paragraphs
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conversations.value: Vanessa snorts. She steps out of her high heels. "I don't even like the fact that they were on my couch, frankly. I feel like we ought to fumigate. Or hold an exorcism or something—"
  Vanessa offers me a half smile. "Leave it to you to find the only thing I have in common with Pastor Clive and his band of merry heterosexuals."
  She walks into the kitchen, and I assume she's getting the wine out of the fridge. It is a tradition for us to unwind and tell each other about our days over a nice glass of Pinot Grigio. "I think we still have some of the Midlife Crisis," I call out. It's a wine from California that Vanessa and I bought just because of the name on the label. While I wait, I sit down on the couch, in the spot Max vacated. I flip through the channels on the television, pausing on Ellen.
  Max and I sometimes watched her, when he got home from landscaping. He liked her Converse sneakers and her blue eyes. He used to say that he wouldn't want to be stuck in a room with Oprah, because she was intimidating—but Ellen DeGeneres, she was someone you'd take out for a beer.
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conversations.value: Swap the first and the last sentence.
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conversations.value: He used to say that he wouldn't want to be stuck in a room with Oprah, because she was intimidating—but Ellen DeGeneres, she was someone you'd take out for a beer. She steps out of her high heels. "I don't even like the fact that they were on my couch, frankly. I feel like we ought to fumigate. Or hold an exorcism or something—"
  Vanessa offers me a half smile. "Leave it to you to find the only thing I have in common with Pastor Clive and his band of merry heterosexuals."
  She walks into the kitchen, and I assume she's getting the wine out of the fridge. It is a tradition for us to unwind and tell each other about our days over a nice glass of Pinot Grigio. "I think we still have some of the Midlife Crisis," I call out. It's a wine from California that Vanessa and I bought just because of the name on the label. While I wait, I sit down on the couch, in the spot Max vacated. I flip through the channels on the television, pausing on Ellen.
  Max and I sometimes watched her, when he got home from landscaping. He liked her Converse sneakers and her blue eyes.Vanessa snorts.
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conversations.value: the last five paragraphs
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: That her daddy wrapped branches from two different rosebushes together, and this summer, when the flowers come, they will look different from any other rose ever seen in the world, and he's going to name it after her.
  That when he marries Liddy, she will get to be the flower girl. (Liddy promised her this when they made a fort last weekend under the kitchen table with blankets. Even though, she said, Sammy's father hadn't asked her yet and what on earth was he waiting for.)
  That when Jack LeMar made fun of her when her moms came to the winter concert, and Sammy told him he was so dumb he thought M&M's were really W's, it made her moms laugh really hard.
  That she can hold her breath underwater in the bathtub for a ridiculous amount of time and today at recess she is going to ask Annie Yu if it's possible to be part mermaid.
  That when she fell out of a tree and broke her arm and woke up in the hospital, her moms and her dad were all standing around her bed and they were so happy she was okay they forgot to yell at her for climbing the tree in the first place.