This was superb. Rich and nuanced, great dialogue (both internal and spoken) and the kind of believable mundane details that make this uncredible situation so credible. I feel a weird deja vu reading this; not the characters, the setting or the plot, but the way you balance the mundane and the magical seems so similar to what I'm striving to accomplish with my New Jersey bodyswap story; hopefully half as successfully. I loved the church scene, the sermon was a beautiful summation of your heroine's predicament and our hopes for her. And her brief conversation with the homeless kids captures the under-the-microscope discomfort street people often feel when being asked simple well-intentioned questions about their situation. It's a conversation I've been on both sides of, and I recognise both the homeless person's impulse to deliver a preemptive "up yours" to some nosy parker of a good citizen, and the wounded, "Gee, what did I say?" response on the part of the questioner. And then the next part had me repeating, "Please let this be a dream sequence.... Please let this be a dream sequence..."; but I wasn't expecting what it segued into so slickly (in my Italian American saga I've been thinking of parodying a famous scene from The Godfather---an equally rude awakening---when that time arrives for Teddi...). And Sharon's boss, a really interesting new character who I can't wait to read more about. Once again you've set up the next part wonderfully.
~~~hugs, Veronica