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MERLOT

1 min readApr 18, 2026

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Gas stove with a moka pot and saucepan, wine bottle, and jar on the counter, tiled backsplash, with hanging potholder, black-and-white image.
Cold Counter. Nothing Moving. Photo by Daniele Merola on Unsplash

“Fuck.”

She dropped her keys by the door, wet coat still on, tracking mud to the kitchen.

Kiki wound around her legs.

“Not now.”

She almost stepped on him.

He meowed.

She didn´t look down.

She pulled a bottle of wine from the fridge, grabbed a glass, and sat at the counter.

The phone started in her purse. She ignored it. Took out the hand cream instead.

The tube was almost empty. She squeezed until a thick coil of it hit her palm.

Another call. She fished it out. The screen ignored her finger. She tried again.

It kept ringing.

She slid the phone across the counter. It left a greasy smear.

She reached for the Merlot.

The bottle slipped.

“Shit.”

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Sean Michael Schaeller
Sean Michael Schaeller

Written by Sean Michael Schaeller⁠

Short fiction and horror. Solitude is the monster. Table for One is the cookbook. The rest is fiction. Mostly.

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