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Sayuri looked curiously at the man who
appeared to be their prisoner.  “Wait… I
think I know his voice.  It’s on the
radio.  That paranormal show… Mystifying
Yarns, with… Lionel Baker.”

“Ah!” The man turned to her as if seeing a
light.  “A believer!”

 “Well,” the drummer looked down a
little guiltily.  “To be honest, I only
tune in to have a laugh.”

 “Ah,” the man deflated.  “Well, be that as it may, I am indeed the Sir
Lionel Baker.  Gentleman, polymath,
purveyor of mystery.  And host of the aforementioned
radio broadcast.”

 Kaya scoffed, “Well it’s a pretty dumb
title.  Only yarn that ever mystified me
was when my mum gave me a sweater with Donny Osmond’s face on it.  I’ve always hated Donny Osmond.”

 “Yeah, well, what are we going to do about
him?” Sayuri asked.

 “I don’t know.  I think he’s in Vegas at the moment…”

 “No, not Donny Osmond.  I meant what are we going to do about
Lionel?”

Jen Air: Out There

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