“Yeah, the back seat of a taxi thing wouldn’t be too comfortable for anyone.”
“Yeah, okay.”
“There’s a sign pointing out a Best Western,” he told Nawin. “Can you take us to that hotel?” the boy asked the taxi driver.
“Excuse me. Is that the decision? Best Western?” asked the taxi driver.
“Yes,” said Nawin.
Turning to Nawin he interjected, “You aren’t a psycho, cannibal, or anything, are you?”
“I’m a vegetarian,” said Nawin. He chuckled. “Don’t worry. I won’t cut you up into pieces. I’m harmless, and I hope the same is true of you.”
“Sure, most of the time,” said the boy as he yawned.
“Jatupon, don’t be shocked! Look at me in the rear view mirror. Face your fears,” said the taxi driver. Jatupon looked up. He was startled but he wasn’t horrified. He saw that the mosquito was in the old man’s form.
“I made a merger,” said the mosquito. “I bought out the stock of his blood. With controlling stock I am the head of the company. I control all movements.” He laughed. “How do I look?”