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conversations.value: What could be a title for a book about G.A, Best, Author with the genre: Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual & Transgender Books, Literature & Fiction?
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conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'The Dead of the Night'
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conversations.value: a plot for a book titled The Dead of the Night
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conversations.value: The Dead of the Night: In the wake of losing Corrie and Kevin, and not knowing how either of them are faring in enemy territory, the group\'s morale deteriorates.\nHomer suggests the group attempt to track down Corrie and Kevin.\nThey release a smoke bomb into the hospital and investigate during the evacuation.\nThey discover that Corrie is comatose and that Kevin was beaten when he arrived.\nFresh from the discovery of what had happened to their friends, the group agrees to make an attack on the convoys on the highway to Cobbler\'s Bay.\nWhile preparing their ambush, the group is surprised by a small patrol.\nHomer kills one soldier and injures another with a sawed-off shotgun at close quarters before going into shock.\nA third, and final, soldier panics and flees into the bush away from the highway leaving their pack and rifle behind.\nEllie takes charge of the situation, kills the wounded soldier and makes the decision to continue on with the attack.\nThe attack succeeds and the group return to Hell.\nThey decide that their next course of action should be to investigate the other paths in and out of Hell to determine where they lead.\nChris, however, decides not to go and to stay behind instead.\nTheir exploration leads them to a group of free Australians called "Harvey\'s Heroes" led by former school principal and army reservist Major Harvey.\nHe refuses to allow any portion of the group to return to Hell to find Chris.\nAlthough Harvey brags about having made several attacks on the enemy, these attacks are revealed to be low-risk acts.\nThe group is invited to spectate as Harvey\'s Heroes destroy an abandoned tank, but they are led into an enemy ambush and have to flee from the scene.\nFi is chased by an enemy soldier.\nHomer and Ellie ambush and incapacitate the man as he prepares to rape Fi but cannot bring themselves to kill him when they discover that he is a teenager like themselves.\nLee arrives and stabs the soldier in the heart, disturbing the others.\nWhen they return to Hell to find Chris absent and then head into Wirrawee.\nThe group take refuge in Robyn\'s music teacher\'s house, where Ellie and Lee consummate their relationship for the first time.\nThey move on to a church, where they keep watch over some of the early colonists.\nHere they discover that Major Harvey, presumed dead in the ambush, is now working directly with the enemy.\nReeling from this discovery, they arrange to blow up several of the houses.\nThe attack is successful, but on their way back to Hell they see an overturned vehicle near a dam; further investigation reveals that Chris had overturned the car and died weeks ago.\nThe book ends where it begins, with the group depressed and with low morale.\nThe story continues in The Third Day, the Frost.
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conversations.value: Swap the first and the last sentence.
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conversations.value: \nThe story continues in The Third Day, the Frost.\nHomer suggests the group attempt to track down Corrie and Kevin.\nThey release a smoke bomb into the hospital and investigate during the evacuation.\nThey discover that Corrie is comatose and that Kevin was beaten when he arrived.\nFresh from the discovery of what had happened to their friends, the group agrees to make an attack on the convoys on the highway to Cobbler\'s Bay.\nWhile preparing their ambush, the group is surprised by a small patrol.\nHomer kills one soldier and injures another with a sawed-off shotgun at close quarters before going into shock.\nA third, and final, soldier panics and flees into the bush away from the highway leaving their pack and rifle behind.\nEllie takes charge of the situation, kills the wounded soldier and makes the decision to continue on with the attack.\nThe attack succeeds and the group return to Hell.\nThey decide that their next course of action should be to investigate the other paths in and out of Hell to determine where they lead.\nChris, however, decides not to go and to stay behind instead.\nTheir exploration leads them to a group of free Australians called "Harvey\'s Heroes" led by former school principal and army reservist Major Harvey.\nHe refuses to allow any portion of the group to return to Hell to find Chris.\nAlthough Harvey brags about having made several attacks on the enemy, these attacks are revealed to be low-risk acts.\nThe group is invited to spectate as Harvey\'s Heroes destroy an abandoned tank, but they are led into an enemy ambush and have to flee from the scene.\nFi is chased by an enemy soldier.\nHomer and Ellie ambush and incapacitate the man as he prepares to rape Fi but cannot bring themselves to kill him when they discover that he is a teenager like themselves.\nLee arrives and stabs the soldier in the heart, disturbing the others.\nWhen they return to Hell to find Chris absent and then head into Wirrawee.\nThe group take refuge in Robyn\'s music teacher\'s house, where Ellie and Lee consummate their relationship for the first time.\nThey move on to a church, where they keep watch over some of the early colonists.\nHere they discover that Major Harvey, presumed dead in the ambush, is now working directly with the enemy.\nReeling from this discovery, they arrange to blow up several of the houses.\nThe attack is successful, but on their way back to Hell they see an overturned vehicle near a dam; further investigation reveals that Chris had overturned the car and died weeks ago.\nThe book ends where it begins, with the group depressed and with low morale.The Dead of the Night: In the wake of losing Corrie and Kevin, and not knowing how either of them are faring in enemy territory, the group\'s morale deteriorates.
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conversations.value: the first five paragraphs for this book
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conversations.value: The Dead of the Night
  I was packing in a bit of a rage, throwing things around, growling at everyone. It wasn't till Fi came back from the dunny that I calmed down a bit. Well, to be more accurate, she calmed me down. She picked up a stick that I'd knocked over, one that we used for drying clothes, and tried to put it back in its position. One end of it sat in the fork of a tree and she couldn't quite reach it, so I went to give her a quick lift. To my horror she flinched slightly as I grabbed at her. It was only the slightest movement, but for that second she looked like she thought I was going to hit her.
  Seemed like I had a lot of significant conversations that day. Maybe it was the fact that we were on the move that got everyone talking suddenly. The last one was with Chris and that was even tougher than the one with Homer. I went down to the creek deliberately to find him, because I felt guilty about neglecting him lately. The more morose he became the more I avoided him. Everyone did. And I suppose that just made him worse. So Saint Ellie decided to fix things, and away she went, determined to do something good for once.
  I found him sitting on a rock looking at his left foot, which was bare. For a moment I couldn't see what he was looking at but then I saw this nasty black bulge on his skin, like a long ugly blood-blister. I looked at it, shuddered, looked again, and realised it was a leech. Chris was sitting there calmly, watching it grow fat on his blood.
  This time he didn't answer at all. For the whole time we were talking the leech stayed there, getting bigger and blacker. It made it hard to have a conversation. I couldn't take my eyes off it. But I tried.
  He gazed at the leech for a long time, but without answering. Finally he said, 'Yeah, I liked what you said about the other ones.' Then, as if he were talking to himself, he added, 'Maybe I should. Maybe yes, maybe no.'
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conversations.value: I wasn't certain if he knew what I meant. But he would have to be satisfied with that, for the moment. I limped off into the bush to find somewhere to squat. At least by the time I got my jeans unbuttoned and down, with no one to help me, he'd have had plenty of time to cool off.
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conversations.value: the last four paragraphs
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conversations.value: It makes me wonder if the Hermit's body is here somewhere in Hell too. It'd be funny if they were both here, because I think they were probably alike in some ways.
  Anyway, that's not the illogical part. The illogical part is the way I feel about it all. About Chris. I miss him and I feel terrible that he died like that and it seems so unfair and such a waste. But I feel other things too, guilt especially. Guilt that we left him on his own, that we didn't try harder. When he was in one of his moods we usually gave up and didn't make an effort to humour him out of it. I think we should have done more. And I feel angry, angry at him. Angry that he was so weak and didn't try harder. Angry that he was such a genius but didn't do enough with it.
  Sometimes you just have to be brave. You have to be strong. Sometimes you just can't give in to weak thoughts. You have to beat down those devils that get inside your head and try to make you panic. You struggle along, putting one foot a little bit ahead of the other, hoping that when you go backwards it won't be too far backwards, so that when you start going forwards again you won't have too much to catch up.
  There's a rustle in the grass to the left of my tent. Some little night creature, probably hoping to raid our food. Same as us, I think, searching around the countryside, trying to avoid the predators, just finding enough to keep ourselves going. I can hear Homer snoring, Fi calling out in her sleep, Lee wriggling into a new position, Robyn breathing steadily. I love these four people. And that's why I feel bad about Chris. I didn't love him enough.