human
For ever more, why didn't you wear your old clothes, Blue Bonnet? Kitty Clark inquired.
gpt
That sweater will be pot black before you go a mile, and you'll be as freckled as a turkey egg without some shade for your face.
human
The sweater will wash, thank you, that's why I wore it, and I'm not the freckly kind.
gpt
You are fortunate, she said.
human
I am.
gpt
That's the penalty you pay for having such a peach of a complexion,
human
Wait, Blue Bonnet shouted, jumping off quickly,
gpt
I almost forgot I want a picture of you.