Author: Will Hemlepp

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Sand – Part Seven

Serial Fiction   She finished her drink and glanced over at me. Shifty-eyed and mouth hanging open, I probably didn’t look like the sanest guy in the room. “Max?” she said. “Are you okay?...

Macaroons, short story about cupcakes 0

Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part Ten

Short Story He turned away and looked to his feet. He had said all that he wanted to say. Jennifer looked aside as well, appearing to mull over the quote. Instead, all Alex had...

stories about ptsd soldiers 0

Sand – Part Six

Short Story I think I heard something pop, but I can’t be sure. Like, somewhere in the back of my mind, I could hear a squishy membrane just split from sheer pressure. It’s not...

Cupcakes and Milk 0

Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part Nine

Short Story Mercifully, thankfully, as an immaculate gift from on high, Jennifer was given the next day off. Her plans fell apart soon after she woke up around three in the afternoon, but she...

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Sand – Part Five

Serial Fiction “Yeah.” Maddy said. “I’m sorry.” “I know you are.” I twitched a little at that one. It’s something a teacher would say. Sure, they know you’re sorry, but you still aren’t getting...

short story about work 0

Cupcakes and Fingernails – Part Eight

Short Story “Bathroom,” Jennifer quipped, jabbing a finger in its direction. “Gonna go. Real quick. Okay?” Alex looked around awkwardly. “You… You don’t need to ask permission. You can just go.” “Yeah. Right. I...