The first time I went home with my boyfriend, I discovered a shocking secret—I could understand the voices of non-human beings. My future mother-in-law held my hand tenderly, but her heart was howling like a wolf; my future father-in-law asked me about my family history in a deep voice, but my heart was like a bear's roar; even the roasted eggplant in the yard was crying "Don't eat me!" What's even more depressing is that my gentle and considerate boyfriend seems to be a snow wolf?
