The taxi driver scratched his head in an uncomfortable motion, "I'm sorry, Miss. I think I can't drive you with my car. Your frozen clothes might be melted on the car seat and make it wet because taxis use internal heaters."
"Pardon me? Are you serious, Sir?" Emma asked again with a disappointed face.
The man nodded uncomfortably, "I'm really sorry, Miss."
Emma sighed, "Okay," she answered by closing the car door again. Then, the taxi sped away.
"Did you see that? He didn't want to take me because I'm like this."
"I know." The man interrupted Emma's rambling, "I'm calling another taxi. Please wait."
Emma looked at the man in annoyance. She never thought there was a man with such bad character in this world. Was it that Emma didn't know many people in her life, or did all the people in Handway City seemed strange?
