Mixed Doubles

by John Schoneboom

Nice Julian arrived on the remote island paradise with only a sharpened pencil and some ideas about Helen. He jogged healthily to the cabin where he'd be staying and began to look around. But which Helen would be there?

"Hello!" said Helen, seeming somehow a bit false while coming in from the back door. "You must be Julian!"

She looked him over and wondered whether he was good or evil. Probably evil, she decided, but resolved not to believe too strongly just yet.

Julian found Helen to be a most appealing character. Was he detecting a false note, or was that his old friend self-sabotage at work?

Julian knew the ultimate test would be whether she knew how to maintain an underwear drawer. But he could sense she had all the lines of a properly drawn Helen and it made him tingle.

The question of matrimony eventually forced itself into Julian's mind one day as he was on his way home from spending a day in a boat with a murderous gleaming mini-boss, and he found himself of an evening speaking it aloud.

"Yes," she said.
Nice Julian arrived on the remote island paradise with only a sharpened pencil and some ideas about Helen. He jogged healthily to the cabin where he'd be staying and began to look around. But which Helen would be there?

"Hello!" said Helen, seeming somehow a bit false while coming in from the back door. "You must be Julian!"

She looked him over and wondered whether he was good or evil. Probably evil, she decided, but resolved not to believe too strongly just yet.

Julian found Helen to be a most appealing character. Was he detecting a false note, or was that his old friend self-sabotage at work?

Julian knew the ultimate test would be whether she knew how to maintain an underwear drawer. But he could sense she had all the lines of a properly drawn Helen and it made him tingle.

The question of matrimony eventually forced itself into Julian's mind one day as he was on his way home from spending a day in a boat with a murderous gleaming mini-boss, and he found himself of an evening speaking it aloud.

"Yes," she said.
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