“Be careful out there, Mai.” James said while putting his hand gently on her chest, “Just follow orders and try to stay alive. I’ll ask around the town today to see what information I can find about how we could have possibly swapped bodies last night, and maybe I can figure out a way to get us back to normal.”
Mai nodded. She knew her accent was a dead giveaway that she wasn’t actually James, and so she was already trying to get in the habit of staying quiet.
But despite how they had both talked about plans to swap back to their own bodies, neither really wanted to. James was tired of fighting and seeing more death each and every day up close. Mai’s life was far from perfect, but her town was relatively isolated from the violence of the war. Mai hated her life of poverty; she even hoped of getting injured while in James’s body so she could go to the U.S. and live a new life in the richest country in the world. Perhaps she could even do so intentionally, no matter how much it hurt. Before they departed, they left each other with a kiss and a promise, yet they each knew it was a promise they didn’t intend to keep.
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