{"product_id":"new-voices-vol-002-mar-apr-s-h-marpel-9781393032854","title":"New Voices Vol 002 Mar-Apr 2018","description":"\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eTwo Months of Published Short Stories in One Collected Volume\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eFeaturing original works by S. H. Marpel and J. R. Kruze\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThis anthology contains: \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBy S. H. Marpel: \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e - Ghost Hunters\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e - When Fireballs Collide\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e - Why Vampires Suck At Haunting\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e - The Haunted Ghost \u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e - Ghost Exterminators Inc.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e - Two Ghost's Salvation 01-04\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBy J. R. Kruze\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e - The Autists\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eExcerpt from \"When Fireballs Collide\" \u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAND THERE CAME ANOTHER ONE. BAM!\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eRight against the car we were crouched behind. We were stuck behind a red subcompact, a recent American model. Here at the Los Angeles Observatory parking lot. The night was clear, a very rare occurrence, very unusual for this city of smoke and fog. The stars above mirroring the endless street and building lights that marched out to their California coast. But a clear sky didn't help our situation any.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eGetting pummeled by red-orange fireballs behind this car couldn't last forever. Especially since they smell of sulfur like a whole case of rotten eggs being broken at once.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBig, really huge fireballs had been coming at us for something like 15 minutes. Heat and stench. Coming one right after the last one.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe red car was shaking like it would never stop. It was going to need a paint job after this. If they could stand the smell to get it into the shop.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eJude and Sal were there with me. Hunkered down like I was. At least I was in my blue jeans and work boots, gray sweatshirt. Sal was in her regular tailored beige suit with gold pinstripes, low-heeled dress shoes. An outfit more ideal for turning heads on Rodeo Drive instead of crouching on dirty asphalt and gravel in a remote parking lot. Jude was at least better off in her black jeans and a tailored black leather jacket, with her clunky black Timberland boots. (OK, she likes black. And looks good in it.)\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAdmiring these two beauties wasn't helping to get us out of this.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Hey, can't we just teleport out of here?\" I asked, behind my sweatshirt sleeve covering my nose..\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"If we were able to concentrate. Not when they are coming a few seconds apart,\" said Sal.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"And it's all I can do just to keep this car in one piece,\" said Jude.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Wait, that explains how there was suddenly this car appearing on an empty parking lot.\" I replied.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Just keep it quiet, so I can keep on keeping it there, in between those fireballs and us,\" said Jude.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"With that noise, I'm surprised we can think at all,\" I added.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\"Wait. That's it! It's how we are thinking...\" Sal said.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAt that, Sal suddenly stood straight up and walked out away from the red car.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eShe shouted out, \"Hey - you. Fireball Guy. Yeah, that's you. Is that all you got? Really?\"\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnd the fireballs started coming right at her - all in a row and streaming right at her, twice as many than were coming at us before.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eBut Sal just stood there.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eAnd the fireballs passed right through her. She flinched at the first ones, but after a few of them she just stood there. Straight, tall, defiant. And started laughing. Complete glee.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eI thought she'd lost it. But her actions gave Jude enough time to disappear the car and get us out of there.\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003eThe scene shimmered, like usual. Fireballs, parking lot, all it just disappeared....\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cp\u003e\u003cstrong\u003eScroll Up and Get Your Copy Now.\u003c\/strong\u003e\u003c\/p\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cb\u003eAuthor:\u003c\/b\u003e S. H. Marpel,J. R. 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