Mixed Doubles

by John Schoneboom

Finally, a well-deserved holiday on a lovely faraway island for Real Helen. She had some misgivings about meeting Julian after all this time, but it was a moot point now. She might as well not let unnecessary tension ruin what ought to be a relaxing stay in paradise. At the very least, it was a great comfort to know that when she looked in the mirror, it was the real deal looking back.

She had already gotten to the cabin and settled in when he appeared. In perambulated Julian carrying his ever-present trombone and a collection of color-coded teeshirts.

They eyed each other up. Were they for real?

It wasn't long before it became more than clear that Julian was gentle and good and Helen was precisely what one would want her to be. The two of them were engaged in a mutual cycle of doom.
Finally, a well-deserved holiday on a lovely faraway island for Real Helen. She had some misgivings about meeting Julian after all this time, but it was a moot point now. She might as well not let unnecessary tension ruin what ought to be a relaxing stay in paradise. At the very least, it was a great comfort to know that when she looked in the mirror, it was the real deal looking back.

She had already gotten to the cabin and settled in when he appeared. In perambulated Julian carrying his ever-present trombone and a collection of color-coded teeshirts.

They eyed each other up. Were they for real?

It wasn't long before it became more than clear that Julian was gentle and good and Helen was precisely what one would want her to be. The two of them were engaged in a mutual cycle of doom.
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