Julia, a lovely young girl from a wealthy family in Malaga, Spain, fell into a brief but passionate relationship with Rashid, a visiting Moroccan student. Rashid went back to Morocco, but eight months later, young Julia bore twins. Life was tough for a Spanish girl in her state, but her family's wealth and position made things tolerable. Her family, good Catholics all, supported her decision to give birth to the boys, whom she named Juan (her father's name) and Amal (after Rachid's father). They also supported her decision to put the two boys up for adoption, to spare the family the embarrassment of a daughter who was an unwed mother.
The twins were quickly adopted, but by different families. Julia had no had no desire to know their locations. ...But 18 years later, she had second thoughts. She wanted to know how they had fared. She had her father hire a private detective to locate the two young men. He was successful, finding Juan only a few miles away in Granada, and Amal in Zaragoza, far to the north.
She arranged to secretly observe Juan, who was a college student, handsome and doing very well. The detective asked if she wished him to arrange a similar opportunity to observe her other son.
"No," she replied, "they're twins. If you've seen Juan, you've seen Amal."