My entire body shaking, I carefully unstrapped the seat belt and turned around as far as I could to look at the backseat. Or rather, the dog that sat on it. He was panting, his eyes round, but there was nothing at all odd about him. Other than the fact that I'd just heard him speak. "You can't talk," I told him. "I think I can," he answered.

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