Julie has been my minder and driver for over two years and...
No, she said. No, you can't. But you can have my twin sister instead. I'll send her round to you tomorrow or the day after.
Pity, I thought, but Julie's twin sister must be as good, she looks the same. Or perhaps it's Julie's idea of a joke, playing at being her twin sister.
So I waited.
The next day there was a knock at the door and there stood a girl. But she did not look one bit like Julie. Her hair was a mess and her clothes were all wrong. A bit of a disaster. She mumbled something about delivering something.
What to do? Was she human? Could she look better?
I stuffed 400 dollars into her pocket, told her to go to the hairdressers, beauty parlour, buy new clothes, do something, get beautiful, get it right and be back here in exactly four hours.
Well, I thought to myself, that was drastic. A bit hard on the girl and I didn't know her name. But she had a chance if she just made herself human and came back, or she could just keep the money. Either way she would be happy, which made me happy.
Five minutes later, I realised and I was unhappy. What an awful thing to do to somebody, but she's gone now.
Four hours later she came back and she was nice enough to eat.
So, I ate her.
I apologised for treating her so badly when she first came, but she said there was no need, she always did what she was told. So I ate again, a great time, I must remember to thank Julie.
The next day there was a knock at the door and there stood a girl. She looked like Julie.
Hello Julie! You did not tell me that you two are not identical twins, your little joke?
My name is Mary.