The citizens of Baltimore tried to prevent their movement through town. The Massachusetts men fired on Baltimore’s citizens inflicting the first ‘...ombat’ fatalities of the war right in, that’s right, Maryland. In Louisiana a Maryland school teacher read of the incident and wrote a song decrying the assault. Throughout the South the shots fired in Baltimore were called the ‘Baltimore Massacre’ in the North it was the ‘Baltimore Riot’. Regardless, James Ryder Randall’s tune is now Maryland’s. "Samuel and I have been in love for a long time and it has always been just us. Now before we met..." a roughish expression crossed her face, "Well, that was different. But for decades now we have been monogamous and we plan to remain that way for however long we are together. So as a sort of unusual wedding present I thought we might do something a little out of character." Works for me!" I replied, as well it did. Dolores had a marvelously full figure that would have tempted me in any. While she waited, she took a quick inventory: ‘No food, no water, no clothes. All my body parts are attached, and I’m surrounded by a lot of rocks.‘But where did the wings come from? And where did they go?’She looked at her arms, turning them around to look at them from different angles. They were only arms.‘Was I dreaming? If not, how am I still alive?’She decided she didn’t have the answers to any of these questions, including the most important question: ‘How do I get out of here?’The. Sam turned back, finding that the man was accompanied by two similarlydressed minders, who each offered a handkerchief for their boss to use."Get off'a me!" The man waved a hand, dismissing their assistance."She did this! She can clear it up!" He pointed a stubby finger inSam's direction, a series of gold rings gleaming from his knuckles.Some of the guests had noticed the man's raised voice and stepped back,nervously giving him a wide berth.Sam could feel the pace of his heartbeat increasing.