Oula M.J. Michaels
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When I'm not writing, I'm probably chasing my three dogs, tending to my chickens, or drinking too much coffee. You can connect with me @oulamjmichaels
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Through the Crack in the Door. Content Warning.
As Hope made her way down the dark hallway, she could see the light coming through the crack of the nursery door. She just wanted to say goodnight one more time. As she rested her cheek against the cool wood of the doorframe, Hope listened to her mother’s voice in the sing-song hum that she used when she put her and her brother to bed. Hope looked through the narrow opening, feeling safe in her surroundings.
By Oula M.J. Michaels2 months ago in Fiction
Split at the Heart
City Chloe Chloe woke up before her alarm. Her apartment felt colder than usual. She rolled out of bed, stretched once, then went straight to the kitchen without turning on any lights. The cat was already there, weaving between her legs, meowing like he hadn’t eaten in days. She filled his bowl and started the coffee, letting the familiar sounds settle around her. Pipes rattled in the walls. Someone slammed a door down the hall. She wondered if it was the guy with the loud girlfriend or the woman with the boxer. Either way, it was always noisy at this hour.
By Oula M.J. Michaels3 months ago in Fiction
