For a split second, she wondered if she was standing before a mirror. But that theory faded when her replica smiled. Welcome, it said in a voice that ...was identical to hers. Barbie remained frozen for a second before speaking. Who are you? she finally asked. The replica smiled again. Im Candy, it said. Barbie had to admit it made sense. Candy controlled the entire building and creating a three-dimensional representation of herself was a piece of cake. But one question still remained unanswered.. Now, get back to studying,and enjoy the last class of the day."Principal Julie and Ms. Owens maintained a minimal distance from theclassroom, listening as the teacher resumed her lesson, and the classsettled down into taking notes. The two women, satisfied that PrincipalJulie's warning had carried the weight needed to ensure Janet's safedeparture to his house when school ended, returned to Principal Julie'soffice."Well Sarah, it seems that little Janet is in for a long month, or more.Your idea. She had shoulder length blonde hair and the most piercing yet kind blue eyes that I have ever known. She didn’t look much different from when I had seen her last. The typical soccer mom physique. In shape, but on the cusp of letting it go. No eighteen year old, but tight and firm in all the right places.She babysat me often as a child and I was always in love with her. Once, when I was ten, my mother was teasing me and asked me who I was going to marry and I said “Aunt Linda.”Everyone burst out. ” His hand strayed across the space separating them in the truck and he gripped her thigh with a friendly squeeze. As usual, his hand strayed north and this time she didn’t slap his hand away as he began to play. The traffic was light and it took no time at all to get to Carrie’s house. She was standing at the door as they pulled up into the driveway. Marcia had always liked Carrie. They had been working together for about a year before Carrie received a promotion and moved to another store..