ChatGPT

 Seems everyone is playing around with ChatGPT. Sure enough I had to give it a try. The results are interesting, but after playing a little with it  became somewhat repetitive. It's still a long way from replacing human creativity, but while you're waiting for me to actually write the next part to "Special Delivery", here's a sample output from ChatGPT:

Sara was a young woman who lived with her mother Lisa in a small town nestled in the mountains. The winters were harsh and bitter, with snow and ice covering the ground for months on end.

As a result, Lisa was extremely protective of her daughter and was always nagging her to dress warmly. Sara hated wearing turtlenecks, snow pants, snow boots, and long down coats, but her mother insisted that they were necessary to keep her safe and warm.

Sara often chafed at her mother's strict rules and would often try to sneak out of the house wearing just a light jacket and a pair of jeans. But Lisa was always one step ahead and would catch her before she could make it out the door.

"Sara, you know the rules," Lisa would scold. "You have to wear warm clothes when you go outside in this weather."

Sara would roll her eyes and grumble under her breath, but she knew better than to argue with her mother. Lisa had a system for everything and was not one to be crossed.

If Sara did something wrong, she would earn points that would result in punishment. The punishment was usually something even more inconvenient, like wearing even warmer clothing or adding more layers.

One particularly cold day, Sara made the mistake of forgetting to wear her gloves when she went outside to play with her friends. When she came back in, her hands were red and numb with cold.

"Sara, what did I tell you about wearing gloves?" Lisa asked, shaking her head in disappointment.

"I'm sorry, Mom," Sara mumbled, hanging her head in shame.

"You know the rules," Lisa said sternly. "One point for forgetting your gloves."

Sara's heart sank as she realized that she had just earned another point. She had already accumulated several over the past week and knew that she would soon have to pay the price.

Sure enough, the next time Sara went outside, Lisa made her wear not only her snow pants and boots, but also a pair of thermal leggings and a fleece-lined coat. Sara gritted her teeth and tried to ignore the strange looks from her friends as she trudged through the snow in her bulky, overheated attire.

But despite her complaints, Sara knew that her mother was only looking out for her best interests. She may have hated the warm clothes, but she was grateful for the love and protection that Lisa provided. And in the end, she knew that it was all worth it to stay warm and safe in the harsh mountain winter.

Sara grew up with her mother's strict rules, but as she got older, she realized the importance of dressing warmly in the cold weather. She started to appreciate the cozy feeling of a warm sweater and the protection of a heavy coat. But Lisa's punishment system was still in place, and Sara knew that she had to be careful not to earn any more points.

One day, Sara was getting ready to go to school when she realized that she had forgotten her hat. She panicked and ran to her mother's room, hoping that Lisa would let her off the hook. But Lisa was firm.

"Sara, you know the rules," she said. "One point for forgetting your hat."

Sara's heart sank as she realized that she had just earned another point. She had already accumulated several over the past month and knew that she would soon have to pay the price.

Sure enough, the next time Sara went outside, Lisa made her wear not only her snow pants and boots, but also a pair of thermal leggings, a fleece-lined coat, and a thick woolen hat. Sara gritted her teeth and tried to ignore the strange looks from her friends as she trudged through the snow in her bulky, overheated attire.

But despite her complaints, Sara knew that her mother was only looking out for her best interests. She may have hated the warm clothes, but she was grateful for the love and protection that Lisa provided. And in the end, she knew that it was all worth it to stay warm and safe in the harsh mountain winter.

Sara started to take her mother's advice more seriously, she started to dress warmly even before her mother reminded her. She started to enjoy the winter more, and she even started to appreciate the warmth of the clothes.

Sara's mother, Lisa, was happy to see her daughter taking her advice and being more responsible. She started to relax her rules and the punishment system. Sara was happy to finally have some freedom and started to enjoy the winter more.

Years passed, and Sara grew up and moved out of her mother's house. She still remembered the lessons her mother taught her about staying warm and safe in the cold weather. And whenever the winter came, she would dress warmly and enjoy the snow without any fear.

Sara's mother, Lisa, was proud of her daughter, and she knew that her strict rules and punishment system helped her daughter become more responsible and independent. And even though Sara had grown up and moved out, Lisa knew that the lessons she taught her daughter would stay with her forever.

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Special Delivery (part 1)

 The large box arrived late in the afternoon on December 26th. Maddie wasn't expecting any packages or deliveries, so she found the box laying at her doorway very strange. It had no labels whatsoever. The rush of the holidays had died down. Maddie had recently returned home from visiting her family out of state, and was enjoying the peace and quiet. She hauled the box inside in case someone would come looking for it later. A couple of days passed and no one came to claim the box. Maddie decided to open the box to see if there was any clue regarding the actual recipient of the box.

Inside were three items. A very voluminous black coat, a bottle of wine, and a compact disc. She picked them up and laid then down in the sofa. It was such a weird combination, and yet still no clue who it was for. The wine looked like a nice fancy Rioja. The CD had no markings at all. Maddie picked up the coat, it was long and thick, with a big fur trimmed hood. Maybe a little bit too thick and long for her taste, but definitely warm. Maddie opened up the coat and slipped her arms in. She walked towards a wall mirror. The coat fit her perfectly, even if it wasn't her style. The coat was very plain and utilitarian. It reached down to her calf, and had a large good, but was devoid of any embellishments. Maddie slipped her hands into the spacious pockets and noticed a folded piece of paper. In plain printed letters it read:

"Bundle up in your new coat, relax with some music, and have a nice glass of wine."

Maddie was even more puzzled, it seemed such a bizarre scenario. But a nice glass of Rioja was always a good touch. She took off the coat and threw it back in the box, and went to the kitchen to grab a wine glass and a corkscrew.  Maddie settled down with her glass of wine and noticed the CD laying next to the bottle. It was a burned CD, without any markings. Curiosity got the best of her, and she decided to pop it into her sound system to have a listen. It probably had been years since the last time Maddie played a CD, but her player still worked.

A faint nature soundscape opened, followed by rhythmic drums with a relaxing beat. The beat went on and on. Maddie was starting to relax, just like the note said. She got out of the couch to grab a second wine glass, but felt a slight chill creep up under the pajamas she was wearing. She looked around and grabbed the coat that lying in the box. She slipped her arms into the coat, zipped it up, and curled up with a blanket and her wine. Listening to the nature sounds and repeating beat, she drifted into sleep in no time.

part 2...