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The Siren Skylark

How Frankie got his own back

A skylark in flight against a cloudless blue sky

Sixteen-year-old Frankie walked along the makeshift road under the intense heat of brilliant sunshine. He proceeded beneath the cloudless sky with little enthusiasm as dry, cracked boots clumped against dry, cracked earth. A dumper truck overtook him, coughing out a cloud of black diesel smoke that failed to disperse in the windless air. As he walked through the cloud, Frankie wafted…



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Joseph Yossarian

Freelance writer and blogger from the north-east coast of England, specialising in true crime, childhood memories and whatever takes my fancy.