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Baltimore Stories: Volume One
Baltimore Stories: Volume One
Baltimore Stories: Volume One
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Baltimore Stories: Volume One

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A mini-collection of short stories by Nik Korpon, author of Stay God, Old Ghosts and By the Nails of the Warpriest. Some are noir, some are horror, all take place in Baltimore.

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PublisherNik Korpon
Release dateJul 12, 2011
ISBN9781466091955
Baltimore Stories: Volume One

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    Baltimore Stories - Nik Korpon

    Baltimore Stories: Volume One

    Nik Korpon

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    Copyright 2011 Nik Korpon

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    Author’s Note

    Some of these stories were published long ago (relatively speaking) and some in publications that evaporated into smoke. I like them all and wanted to give them a chance to be seen, to be read. Several have connections to Stay God, and some just feel like they should.

    Thank you to all of the editors for believing in them (or letting me dupe them into believing.) Thank you to you, for reading this collection.

    ‘Amber Flowers’ originally published in you’re dead and I Killed You (Brown Paper Publishing)

    ‘Our Blessed Mary’ originally published in Colored Chalk Magazine, Issue 7

    ‘Devil Children Unite’ originally published in Eternal Night: A Vampire Anthology (Living Dead Press)

    ‘Eucharist’ originally published in 3:AM Magazine

    ‘The Bones of Miracles’ originally published in short-story.me and their Best of Horror Anthology

    Stories

    Amber Flowers

    Our Blessed Mary

    Devil Children Unite

    Eucharist

    The Bones of Miracles

    Amber Flowers

    Standing at the edge of the cliff, she-loves-me-loves-me-noting an orchid, a wave crashed against the rock, sending a plume of water skyward and muting the thump of a closing car door. She crept behind him, gun cocked.

    ‘This is my favorite part,’ I said to Chelsea.

    She stuck the gun into his back, then the screen tilted, turned lime green. I smacked the side of the TV set and he turned around, shocked that the previously-thought-dead sister of his lover was now jabbing a gun in his belly. How’d you find me, he said, to which she countered, I just followed the stink.

    ‘That’s horrible,’ Chelsea said.

    ‘Don’t be such a drag. Just enjoy it, the good part is coming.’

    He said something that was washed away in the static of poor reception and I readjusted the antennae, right as she said, But I guess it’s all relative and pulled the trigger. I squeaked, clapped my hands. He fell backwards, another plume of water catching his body and taking it out to sea where no one would find it until he washes ashore in the sequel. She peered over the edge and told him he wouldn’t be getting an invitation to Christmas dinner, then climbed into her sports car and spat gravel from the tires.

    ‘Pretty cool, huh?’ I said. Chelsea rolled her eyes. ‘All right, it’s not a great movie, but did you see how good Conner was?’

    ‘He’s a mighty nice faller.’

    ‘He said it took them eight tries to get it so the water came up as he was falling.’

    ‘That’s a lot of jumping,’ she said, wrapping her apron around her forearm. Someone knocked on the door to the cafe. Chelsea just shook her head, tapped the place on her wrist where a watch would be. ‘Does he have another stunt or can we go home now?’

    I searched the coffee station for the keys I knew were hanging out of my back pocket, waiting to see Conner’s name in the credits, then eked out a grin as Chelsea dangled them in

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