William told himself that it couldn’t be possible. Did he just see the magic taxi again? There was no way. It wasn’t just that no one in the journal ever mentioned seeing it a second time; it was also the fact that he was thousands of miles away from where he first swapped into this body. But maybe he was lucky? He started to run after it.
Maybe he could catch it. If he did, he could take a different body. He didn’t hate this one by any means. In fact, there were aspects about it that he absolutely loved. Being a woman, for instance, felt more right than he could’ve ever imagined. But he didn’t know much about the woman when he first got her body. He didn’t know about her troubles with immigration, nor did he know she was seeing her lawyer that day. He missed her court date and ended up getting deported.
That’s why he was here in a foreign country where he didn’t know the language. And if the magic taxi was here too? Well, it was finally a chance to go back home! But he never got the chance. The magic taxi drove faster than he could ever run. As it rounded a few corners, it was gone again.
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