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conversations.value: Give me a description for a story titled There's Someone Inside Your House about Makani, Ollie, UpIn with the genre: Teen & Young Adult, Mysteries & Thrillers.
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conversations.value: Gr 8 UpIn a small town in Nebraska, a series of grisly murders starts with the high school musical's star, who is found with a smiley face carved into her throat. The next one targeted is the football running back, whose head is sliced open and brain slashed. Only high school students are targeted, and recent transfer Makani Young and her friends wonder who will be next while trying to find a pattern in the victims. Meanwhile, Makani is enjoying her blossoming romance with loner Ollie, whose loner status has invited suspicion that he could be the murderer. When Makani is attacked, she and Ollie fight off and identify the attacker. The race is on for the town to catch him, and fear is everywhere. Each character is unique, which is no small feat in this large cast of victims, suspects, and other students. Makani has depth and a history that will resonate with readers. While it might seem that the killer should have been easier to stop earlier between his near misses and careless mistakes, the suspense and action make this a difficult story to put down. The plot is engaging to the very end. VERDICT Recommended for all collections where suspense is popular.Kelly Jo Lasher, Middle Township High School, Cape May Court House, NJ
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conversations.value: Give me the first paragraph for this story.
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conversations.value: There's Someone Inside Your House
  Haley Whitehall glanced over her shoulder, as if expecting someone behind her. Far in the distance, a red combine rolled through the sallow cornfields. Her father. Harvest time. Her mother was still at work, too, a dental technician at the only practice in town. Which one of them had left it here? The decaying porch boards sagged and splintered beneath Haley's shifting weight as she picked up the timer. It rattled in her hand. The day had been cold, but the plastic eggshell was warm. Faintly so.
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conversations.value: Ollie took a moment to collect his thoughts. "It looks like the rest of the house. Not like you. This looks like... you're a visitor."
  Ollie nodded, and she was surprised that the gesture contained disappointment. Her arms uncrossed as she stepped automatically toward him, but he turned away from her. The emotional barrier slammed back into place. He kneeled beside her bed.
  Ollie stopped wriggling to give her another tempting smile. "And what good are the promises of someone who lies to her own grandmother?"
  She kissed his lips—briefly—and pulled away. "Another day. I mean it." She kissed him again. "Just not today."
  Ollie leaned forward and kissed her. Makani squirmed to shed her coat and got tangled in its sleeves. They both laughed as he helped her out of it.
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conversations.value: Gasping and panting, she ran straight to him. He was still lying on the ground. Chris was holding his hand, and his police coat was bundled under his head as a pillow.
  Makani laughed, wiping the tears from her cheeks, and put on a brave smile of her own. She kissed his forehead. His skin was warmer than she'd expected. He tilted his head, and she moved to his lips. Softly, she kissed them.
  Chris was still holding one of Ollie's hands. With his other hand, Ollie fumbled for hers. She grasped it, and the autumn moon shone brighter—rendering the night soft and cold and safe.
  Thank you to my fantastic agent, Kate Testerman, who made it happen, and to my brilliant editor, Julie Strauss-Gabel, who worked and worked and worked and worked to turn it into a fully functioning novel. I'm so grateful that they both took a chance on it.
  Thank you to Lindsey Andrews, Lindsay Boggs, Anna Booth, Melissa Faulner, Rosanne Lauer, Bri Lockhart, Natalie Vielkind, and everyone else at the Penguin Young Reader's Group. Additional thanks and hugs to Sean Freeman, Eve Steben, and their team for creating such a gloriously eerie cover.
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conversations.value: Delete the first sentence.
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conversations.value: He was still lying on the ground. Chris was holding his hand, and his police coat was bundled under his head as a pillow.
  Makani laughed, wiping the tears from her cheeks, and put on a brave smile of her own. She kissed his forehead. His skin was warmer than she'd expected. He tilted his head, and she moved to his lips. Softly, she kissed them.
  Chris was still holding one of Ollie's hands. With his other hand, Ollie fumbled for hers. She grasped it, and the autumn moon shone brighter—rendering the night soft and cold and safe.
  Thank you to my fantastic agent, Kate Testerman, who made it happen, and to my brilliant editor, Julie Strauss-Gabel, who worked and worked and worked and worked to turn it into a fully functioning novel. I'm so grateful that they both took a chance on it.
  Thank you to Lindsey Andrews, Lindsay Boggs, Anna Booth, Melissa Faulner, Rosanne Lauer, Bri Lockhart, Natalie Vielkind, and everyone else at the Penguin Young Reader's Group. Additional thanks and hugs to Sean Freeman, Eve Steben, and their team for creating such a gloriously eerie cover.