conversations.from: human
conversations.value: a plot for a book about Wings, Morning, film entitled Wings of the Morning
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Wings of the Morning (film): The story, set in the late 1880s, concerns the tempestuous love between an Irish nobleman and the fiery Spanish gypsy he loves.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: the first five paragraphs for this book
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Wings of the Morning
  Smokey was surprised and fascinated with Buck's occupation, and she also thought it rather fitting. She couldn't stop her mind from straying to Dallas and wondering at the fact that he and Buck could be so different. Brothers, with seemingly nothing in common. Smokey pondered the matter until Buck's house came into view.
  Buck's house was as much a surprise as the man himself. He did not live on the ocean, but in a wooded area that would rival any ocean view for beauty. His house was a rustic one-story that at first glance did not seem to fit what Smokey knew of Buck.
  Smokey, not used to such generosity, hesitated, but Buck's look of genuine warmth soon put her at ease.
  She spilled her water twice, once into her lap and once across the table. She poked herself in the cheek with her fork when Dallas was talking because she was giving more attention to his wonderful smile than to what she was doing.
  Questions were directed to her throughout the meal as the family attempted to include her, but beyond monosyllabic replies, accompanied by a rather bewildered expression, she was mute. The meal seemed to last forever.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Delete the last sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Wings of the Morning
  Smokey was surprised and fascinated with Buck's occupation, and she also thought it rather fitting. She couldn't stop her mind from straying to Dallas and wondering at the fact that he and Buck could be so different. Brothers, with seemingly nothing in common. Smokey pondered the matter until Buck's house came into view.
  Buck's house was as much a surprise as the man himself. He did not live on the ocean, but in a wooded area that would rival any ocean view for beauty. His house was a rustic one-story that at first glance did not seem to fit what Smokey knew of Buck.
  Smokey, not used to such generosity, hesitated, but Buck's look of genuine warmth soon put her at ease.
  She spilled her water twice, once into her lap and once across the table. She poked herself in the cheek with her fork when Dallas was talking because she was giving more attention to his wonderful smile than to what she was doing.
  Questions were directed to her throughout the meal as the family attempted to include her, but beyond monosyllabic replies, accompanied by a rather bewildered expression, she was mute.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: five more paragraphs
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Smokey turned, her chin thrust forward, ready to fight. She was trembling from head to foot, but the thought of going to her cabin and submitting to this man made her furious.
  The pirate's men went to work then, and the entire crew was tied. Darsey ended up next to Dallas and spoke in a low tone.
  ALL THE WEAPONS HAD BEEN REMOVED from Smokey's cabin. She had never thought to hide them before, so her foil, small knife, and pistol were all gone. Seeing this, Smokey began to know real fear. She tried to resign herself to the next few hours or days, but her insides were in turmoil.
  Even though Smokey heard footsteps in the companionway, she jumped when her cabin door opened. Haamich Wynn stood there, but he was still speaking to one of his men outside. Smokey heard his man say the name "Lordlin" before he left. She had no time to wonder on the matter, however, since the pirate had finally come in and shut the door.
  From where she stood by the desk, Smokey watched him lean against the jam. His smile was tender as he stared at her, and the young captain noted that very gently, almost affectionately, he ran a finger repeatedly down the scar on his face.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Swap the first and the last sentence.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: His smile was tender as he stared at her, and the young captain noted that very gently, almost affectionately, he ran a finger repeatedly down the scar on his face. She was trembling from head to foot, but the thought of going to her cabin and submitting to this man made her furious.
  The pirate's men went to work then, and the entire crew was tied. Darsey ended up next to Dallas and spoke in a low tone.
  ALL THE WEAPONS HAD BEEN REMOVED from Smokey's cabin. She had never thought to hide them before, so her foil, small knife, and pistol were all gone. Seeing this, Smokey began to know real fear. She tried to resign herself to the next few hours or days, but her insides were in turmoil.
  Even though Smokey heard footsteps in the companionway, she jumped when her cabin door opened. Haamich Wynn stood there, but he was still speaking to one of his men outside. Smokey heard his man say the name "Lordlin" before he left. She had no time to wonder on the matter, however, since the pirate had finally come in and shut the door.
  From where she stood by the desk, Smokey watched him lean against the jam.Smokey turned, her chin thrust forward, ready to fight.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: the last five paragraphs
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Smokey's eyes rounded, and her pretty mouth dropped open. Dallas, who was kissing his son, grinned in delight over the top of his silky head.
  Fatigue was swiftly crowding in on Smokey, and she could only manage a contented smile before her eyes closed.
  Dallas quietly took a chair near the bed and watched his family sleep. A letter had come from Sunny, telling Smokey that Aggie, who had been working at Bracken for some months, had come to a saving knowledge of Jesus Christ. Dallas knew that Smokey would be thrilled with the news.
  Tate, Jenny, Victoria, and their new little Carol had all come with a gift, but hadn't stayed when they'd learned that Smokey had just been settled in.
  Smokey's favorite verses from Psalm 139 jumped to mind at that moment. Dallas was feeling very tired himself, but before he drifted off to sleep in the chair, these were the verses in his heart: