The Junction
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The Junction

A Walk Passed Fifty Years.

Frank Roberts, on his first full day back in the UK, drove his Austin Healey coupe down a narrow meandering lane that wound its way over the hill. He had reached Cumbria as the late afternoon light fell golden, bleeding mixtures of greens and blues through the trees and saturating the evening shadows. He had seeped into the Cumbrian valley, no roads joining or leaving the one he was on. Another hour or two and the monochrome moonlight would…

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Harry Hogg

I was born in London, adopted, lived my youth on an island off the coast of Scotland. Now living between Colorado, Missouri, California. I write to be loved