13: Stone Corners and Other Stories is a ghost story collection built around houses, basements, churches, bars, old stages, graveyards, orchards, and the emotional leftovers people carry into those places. Jeffrey Cummins frames the number thirteen as personal, spiritual, and spooky, writing in the foreword, “It haunts me pleasantly enough. It is nothing to fear.” That line fits the whole book: these stories are frightening, but they’re also deeply interested in memory, family, guilt, faith, and the strange comfort of being scared on purpose.

The collection has a strong sense of place. “A Sort of Homecoming” turns a grandparent’s house into a map of the mind, with rooms, closets, and basements holding old dread. “Lethe Home” returns to that basement in a tighter, sharper childhood nightmare. “Stone Corners” expands the book’s world through Kelley and Mercury Branscombe, whose supernatural sensitivity turns an old home into a spiritual battleground. The stories often feel like someone telling you what happened late at night, after everyone else has gone quiet.

Cummins’ horror is very physical. Floorboards wobble, doors slam, beetles crawl, shadows gather in corners, and the dead don’t stay politely symbolic. At the same time, the supernatural usually points back to something human: a mother’s fear in “Tearing at Holes,” a town’s buried violence in “Haunting My Hometown,” temptation and bravado in “Blue Harvest,” or grief and music in “Night at the Black Orpheum.” Even when the book goes big, as in “The Day the Ghost Walks,” with Shakespearean theater and old debts among actors, it still comes back to the same question: what do the living owe the dead?

Faith runs through the collection in a direct and sincere way. Scripture, prayer, forgiveness, and spiritual warfare aren’t decorative here. They’re part of how characters understand fear and how they push back against it. That gives stories like “Ghostproof” and “Church of the Holy Spook” a distinctive personality, where the haunted house story and the testimony sit side by side. Cummins also has a fondness for rough-edged, conversational narration, mixing dread with jokes, domestic detail, and working-class memory.

What makes the book engaging is the way it treats ghost stories as something close to home. These aren’t just tales about apparitions. They’re about places that remember, people who can’t quite shake the past, and fear that keeps looking for a door back in. Near the end of the foreword, Cummins writes, “All I really have to do to find one is fall asleep.” That’s the book in one sentence: intimate, haunted, personal, and always listening for something moving in the dark.

Pages: 467 | ASIN ‏ : ‎ B0FLB6NHNP