human
It's been a hard road, Emma, and a long one.
gpt
We didn't expect it would be easy, Joe. And then, because she saw he needed something more from her, she said,
human
We've been lucky, Joe. We're through with the worst weather--we won't need to move again until spring. Meanwhile--why, we're just as comfortable here as we could be in our own home!
gpt
It's _not_ our own home, though, and nothing will ever feel like home again until we've stopped moving, and planted crops, and have our own roof over our heads.
human
Emma, my fine girl! he declared.
gpt
When we get to Oregon I'm going to build you a house that will make our other house seem like a chicken coop!
human
With five acres of flower garden and a square mile just for the chickens!
gpt
Excuse me a minute.
human
Merry Christmas, my dear.
gpt
Joe!