"Shit!" Will whispered to himself under his breath. He knew that he could turn back into himself by getting away from this situation but an intense, somewhat motherly, instinct made it impossible for him to leave this girl. The sound of her crying and the feeling his blouse, wet with the girl's tears, stirred new feelings in his chest.
"Come on, honey" Will said to the girl. He was wondering how to get the girl home when he recognized the feeling of a leather strap against his shoulder. A leather purse now rested at his side. Inside was a license with his body's address and a Nissan key fob. After strapping the girl in, he drove out of the grocery store parking lot and let his new mind guide him home. As he drove, he started to think about what kind of life would greet him at his new door.
