human
I knew those women, Elaine explained, twisting her interlaced fingers.
gpt
But they didn’t know me. They thought I was my sister.
human
I didn’t know you had a sister!
gpt
I’m several years younger than Grace, but there’s a strong resemblance. It was her picture you found that day, Peggy.
human
And she died. How dreadful it must have been-- Peggy’s sympathetic voice ceased suddenly, as Elaine’s look of agitation told her that she had guessed wrong.
gpt
She’s not dead, Elaine said breathlessly.
human
She’s living, and what’s more, she’s living here, Peggy.
gpt
Here?
human
On Friendly Terrace.