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or never, and stepped into the small duplex she was now living in.
    “What’d you do, Logan?” she asked with a gleeful admiration.
    “I just… well… yeah.”
    He shook his head lightly, thought about what Thomas had explained. He wanted to tell her that he was the dog, but when he’d opened his mouth to mutter the words, something prohibited him to speak. Without a doubt it was Thomas’s magic still working on him. He grabbed at his throat as if to suggest that he was choking, swallowed a couple times just to make sure he’d still had his breath.
    Pamela’s jaw dropped. She actually thought he was choking as well. He did gasp once before grabbing at his esophagus. By the time she’d reached him and started patting on his back, he was clearing his throat, gargling on his own phlegm if you will, and coming back to his senses. She asked him if he’d wanted a glass of water.
    “I’m alright… but yeah, a glass of water will do fine,” he gasped, in between clearing out his throat.
    He took a seat on the couch as he waited on the drink.
    Pamela came back into the living room with a tall glass of ice water and a cheery look. Her beautiful eyes sparkled. Logan had never seen her so full of life and energy. She gently handed him the tall glass of ice water and took a seat beside him, and asked where he had been.
    “These past couple weeks?” he asked with wide eyes. Yes, it was a shock to him although it shouldn’t have been. He had not prepared any type of speech or bogus story to feed her mind. He repeated himself before finally asking her how she’d been.
    “I’ve been great,” she grinned. “Nothing could ever be more wonderful.”
    Logan stole a glance at Pam as she passed him in the room. She looked gorgeous, her dark hair pulled back in a mini ponytail and her emerald green sweater reflecting the color of her gorgeous eyes. She almost shimmered it seemed.
    He turned away as she came closer. He didn’t want to be caught staring. But as time went on, Logan realized that Pamela was completely different than he thought at first, and he falls in love with her, realizing that he treated her wrong.
    She now acted like a new woman. This was a side of Pamela that he’d never witnessed in his human appearance. He had only seen this side as a pup, licking the palm of her hand or snuggling up underneath her. He didn’t know what to say, then looked over toward the kitchen entrance and saw a pair of tin bowls on the floor.
    “Oh,” he said to her with a smile. “You got a cat?”
    He knew she did not have a cat but figured he’d play along with the setup. He needed a story to play off of before getting to the meat of his own spiel.
    “Cats… oh no, yuck!” she laughed, slipping her tongue to the edge of her lips as she bit down, tilting her head to the left and pulling an imaginary rope over her head at arm’s length.
    Logan laughed at the act. The longer he sat there the more he wondered how he let her get away from him. “So I guess it wasn’t a cat then,” he said.
    “Oh no…” she stretched the word no into a two second long term. At that moment she fell silent for a split second, lost in thought. She closed her eyes and thought about what she was going to say next.
    “Logan,” she said, excited. “Let’s go for a walk.”
    He didn’t know what to think. He just openly flapped his arms and let them fall to his lap. “Ha,” he blithely huffed, not exactly happy, but not knowing what else to say or do.
    “Is that a yes?” Pamela asked. She did not wait for an answer. “Super… let me just grab my bag and we can go.”
    She laid both hands upon his right hand, leaned in and kissed him on the cheek before darting to the back like an eight year old that had just been given permission to go outdoors and play. Logan smiled as he waited for her to return.

Chapter 9
    Outside, she’d acted like a newborn baby girl opening her eyes for the first time. She’d blinked as if blinded by the