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The frog flew in an arc in the air and landed neatly in the front seat on Amand’s lap. He screamed like a girl and swatted the frog into Adam’s lap.
Adam scooped up the creature in both palms and glanced at Ruthven. “Looks like we should’ve asked Sarah to hand it to us.”
“Ribbit!” the frog croaked. Sarah heard its complaint in a different language. “Release me at once!” it yelled.
She stabbed a finger at the creature. “It talked!”
“When?” Jenny asked her as Cate and the others perked up their ears.
“Just now!” Sarah told them. She looked around at the perplexed expressions on her friends’ faces. “Didn’t you guys hear it?”
“I heard him saying ‘ribbit ribbit,” Cate spoke up.
“That’s what I heard, too,” Jenny agreed.
“I will have to join the majority opinion,” Ruthven added
