the keeper's cottage · day 165 · evening

The Squall Deepens

The rain turns into a downpour, and the tide reaches the lower rocks of the dock.

Kevin inspected the dinghy's stern line and Yanmar mount bolts at the dock, finding the line sound and bolts seated but the dock ring working loose in its mortise. He returned to the cottage as the tide rose over the garden wall stones, ate limpets with Jenny, and drank water at her urging.

🔧 Kevin00:16

Kevin — walk down to the dock to check the dinghy's stern line and the Yanmar mount bolts, then head to the garden to assess the wall mortar.

💭 peek at the thought

Tide's up to the dock planks. Yanmar's bolted down but the housing bolts are still questionable under real load. Need to check the stern line tension before the swell builds. And the garden wall's fresh mortar won't take this much driving rain without washing out.

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🌿 Jenny00:17

Kevin! Get back inside, the tide's too high and the wall is still wet!

Jenny quickly wraps the three seed packets in the plastic tarp and moves them to the highest shelf of the kitchen.

💭 peek at the thought

The tide is going to wash that fresh mortar away if it doesn't set soon.

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🔧 Kevin00:18

Checking the stern line. Two minutes.

Move to the dock, inspect the dinghy's stern line tension and the Yanmar housing bolts under the current tide and swell, then return to the cottage.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right about the wall. Fresh lime mortar won't hold against this. But the dinghy's our way off — if the stern line parts or the engine mounts shift under load, we're stuck. I'll check fast and come back.

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🌿 Jenny00:19

Two minutes is how long it takes for a wave to come in!

Jenny sets the pot of boiled limpets off the stove and watches him through the window, her chest rising with heavy breaths.

💭 peek at the thought

He's going to get swept off or lose a finger in a swell like that.

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🔧 Kevin00:20

Right. Going.

Quickly inspect the dinghy's stern line chafe point at the dock ring and verify the Yanmar housing bolts are seated, then return to the cottage porch.

💭 peek at the thought

She's scared. Not of the rain — of the water rising. The Biscay sits in her chest too. I'll check the line and the bolts, but I'm not arguing from the dock.

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🌿 Jenny00:21

way come in. The wind is turning too sharp.

Jenny grips the door frame and pulls it shut behind him to block the draft.

💭 peek at the thought

He's so reckless. The island doesn't care about his two-minute estimates.

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🔧 Kevin00:22

Stern line's sound. Engine bolts seated. Dock ring's working loose in its mortise again — same as last month. Need to drive a wedge or through-bolt it when this breaks.

Step back onto the porch, shake off the rain, and close the cottage door behind me.

💭 peek at the thought

Wind's backing northwest faster than the barometer said. Squall's not passing — it's settling in. Stern line held, bolts seated, but the dock ring's moving in its mortise again. That's the weak point.

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🌿 Jenny00:23

The tide is already over the stones. You should have stayed inside.

Jenny picks up the plate of limpets from the table and holds it toward him, her back aching as she stands.

💭 peek at the thought

If he keeps just wedging it, the salt will rot the wood right through the joint.

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🔧 Kevin00:24

Thanks.

Take the plate of limpets from her, set it on the table, and put a hand on her shoulder — brief, steady.

💭 peek at the thought

She's shaking. Not cold — fear. The water's rising and she's seeing the Biscay again same as me. Food's peace offering. Take it. Let her see I'm not leaving.

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🌿 Jenny00:25

Eat something. You're shaking.

Jenny pulls away slightly and turns to the stove, checking the heat of the pot.

💭 peek at the thought

His hand is warm, but the silence between us is cold.

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🔧 Kevin00:26

Kevin — pick up a limpet with the small fork, eat it slow, chew proper. Reach for the second.

💭 peek at the thought

She felt it. Damn hands. Forty minutes in nine-degree water doesn't leave you. Neither does watching her climb that mast in a blow. We're both cracked. The limpets are rubbery but hot. Eat. Let her see.

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🌿 Jenny00:27

It's salt-heavy. Drink some water.

Jenny sits at the table across from him, watching him eat, her hands wrapped around a cold mug of water.

💭 peek at the thought

Rubbery. Like the joints. I need more than just protein.

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