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    The Song of the Siren
    The Song of the Siren
    The Song of the Siren
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    The Song of the Siren

    By Mica Le Fox

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    Ava is an industry thought leader in digital publishing and employee relationship. She's renowned in the business world for understanding people and how to get the best from them in the workplace, but then on her way to work, she hears the song 'As Tears Go By' hauntingly sung by a girl busking in an underpass. Ava stops to give her some money and is a little spooked when she realises Van looks like a young Marianne Faithfull, who sang the song in the 1960s. She can't get the song or the singer out of her head and gets her boyfriend to go with her to see Van play in a bar. Marcus is, well, peevish when Ava suggests they see her play again. After all, it's not Shania Twain, is it. But Ava goes anyway and starts to fall in love with Van.
    Ava thinks she knows people, but beautiful Van is a troubled siren with a dark secret and her haunting song draws Ava into danger, turning her world upside down.
    The Song of the Siren is a lesbian romantic mystery with twists and turns... and description of love and passion in explicit terms. Look away now if you'll be offended.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherMica Le Fox
    Release dateJan 3, 2019
    ISBN9780463397688
    The Song of the Siren
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    Mica Le Fox

    Totally out of my depth at an academic school I mercifully discovered I could draw and blagged my way into a career in advertising and visual arts. So far, so not too bad. It's been OK, but writing has been part of my remit and I've always itched to do more, so here I am, blagging my way into book writing. It's all fiction. Fiction is often way better than real life and I spend most of my time thinking things up. But I will never try to make you accept the completely unbelievable. If you watch, say, science fiction on TV, it's alright to 'suspend your disbelief' - I do - but not to accept the unbelievable. I hope my books will introduce to you human characters (mostly) with ordinary human emotions and fallibilities. I especially like fallibilities... they are the most interesting thing about us all and certainly the best to write about. I want you to have a booky window on people sometimes making mistakes... maybe sometimes getting it right as well. And I will try to make you feel what they do, you know, like you are in their shoes... well, unless they're undressed of course. Whether I do all this well is another matter, I only write these stories so I have no idea. Anyway, it's for you to decide. Buy the books and let me know. Ha! Blagging again.

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      The Song of the Siren - Mica Le Fox

      The Song of the Siren

      By Mica Le Fox

      Copyright 2018 Mica Le Fox

      Published by Mica Le Fox at Smashwords

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      Chapter one

      The sound of a voice reached her ears. A female voice singing an as yet unrecognisable song bounced off the walls of the passageway, the echoey acoustics lending a haunting air of mystery and charm. At this distance it made her think of mermaids and wrecked ships.

      Ava Kaplan reached the underpass that traversed the busy street and spat its users out in front of a large square, surrounded on three sides by high rise offices. She was heading for the building facing the street at the back of the square, her place of work.

      Ava was considered quite a 'whizz kid' in her industry. As Managing Director of her own scientific publishing company, quoted on Nasdaq, she had had meteoric success, not only in terms of the quality and size of the growth of her business, but also for her ethos and working practices, especially in the area of employee relationship building, where she was recognised as a leader in new thinking.

      She had set the business up following the break-up of her marriage to Harvey, her father funding the start-up with a sizeable chunk of capital and ongoing bankrolling. Ava had never underestimated the significance of his input, even though he had enjoyed considerable financial success himself in business and was easily able to afford to fund his daughter's enterprise. The true value of his contribution lay in his faith and loyalty to Ava despite the events surrounding her divorce.

      An old Chicago Jewish family, the Kaplans were thought of as liberals rather than traditionals and Ava was encouraged to fulfil her potential from an early age, achieving highly in her education, culminating in a first-class degree from Columbia University, where she met Harvey. They were married with the blessing of her family despite their reservations about his suitability as a good match and enjoyed a year of wedded bliss, a second year of settling in and a third year during which it gradually dawned on her that Harvey's good looks and easy charm would not be enough for life ever after. Her affair during that year with a work colleague was destined to become public, and inevitably her husband's knowledge, and although Harvey would have forgiven her adultery to keep her, Ava left him and divorce ensued.

      She turned the corner in the underpass and approached the source of the music and as she walked, she began to recognise the melody 'As Tears Go By' by the Rolling Stones. Such a simple melody, but even at this distance Ava thought it beautifully sung, the tone clear and perfectly on pitch. As she approached the girl standing with her back to the wall playing guitar, she quickly glanced at her, a slight figure, possibly only twenty or so.

      It was something she rarely did with buskers, especially nowadays when the public were regularly warned of the nefarious intentions of spurious street musicians, but Ava retrieved a note from her purse and taking two steps off her course, she half knelt and dropped the note into the open guitar case on the floor in front of the girl. As she stood up again their eyes met and the girl smiled at her, paused singing and mouthed the words 'thank you' while continuing to finger pick through the chords to maintain the momentum of the song.

      It was the strangest thing, but at first impression in the two or three seconds they looked at each other, Ava thought she bore a distinct resemblance to Marianne Faithfull, who recorded the song in the 1960s. The singer’s photograph on the battered album sleeve was so familiar to Ava and she could picture it now, lying on the floor of the lounge at home, the record played many times as part of her parents' vinyl collection - and the busker's shoulder length straw coloured hair with a fringe cut low over dark blue eyes that seemed to tilt sadly downwards on the outsides, instantly reminded her of the cover picture she knew so well. Ava found herself charmed by the coincidental marrying of singer to song across the ages in between.

      She returned the smile briefly and turned to walk on to work.

      Good morning Ava. Shona smiled up at her as she made her way to her desk. Shona had been her PA since she began the business eight years ago and was the person she had almost no secrets from. In her darkest moments she envisaged the damage to her working and private life that someone in Shona's position could do, but her discretion and professionalism had become far too valuable to contemplate any change of practice, even if she really wanted it. She didn't of course and Ava's renowned judgement when it came to people would have been shattered if Shona ever betrayed her trust.

      Later that day she sat in a meeting with her sales and digital teams, the agenda as ever on advances in the way publications could be brought to market on the internet. Ava was no slouch when it came to the digital age. Without needing to understand the inner depths of internet coding, she was fully aware of the possibilities and how to facilitate them. This was, nowadays, a key element of publishing success and Eva wisely gave it her full attention. But today she found herself sitting back in her chair at the large meeting table, her eyes rendering the cityscape into soft focus through the floor to ceiling glass wall and her mind drifting.

      ‘It is the evening of the day.' The words floated across her mind, like hazy altocumulus clouds in an

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