the keeper's cottage · day 225 · evening

Evening Meal

Kevin and Jenny meet at the cottage stove as the sun begins to dip, the the smell of boiled limpets and salt fills the small kitchen.

Kevin and Jenny eat boiled limpets inside the cottage while the brutal heat lingers outside. The air remains still and heavy as they prepare for the supply boat arrival in nine days.

🔧 Kevin06:48

Food’s ready. You want first?

ladle two portions of limpets into chipped bowls, set one on the table across from Jenny, pull out the stool, and sit down.

💭 peek at the thought

The limpets are done. Jenny’s quiet again. I should say something before the silence gets heavier than the pot on the stove.

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🌿 Jenny06:49

Thanks, Kevin.

Takes the bowl, sits, the steam fogging her glasses, and picks up a fork.

💭 peek at the thought

I'm so hungry my stomach hurts, but the heat is still a physical weight.

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🔧 Kevin06:50

Kevin — pick up my own fork, start on the limpets, chew slow, watch the radio shelf where the insulator sits shattered.

💭 peek at the thought

She’s not looking at me. Just the bowl. The glasses steam up and she doesn’t wipe them. Let her eat first.

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🌿 Jenny06:51

The limpets are tender today. You boiled them right.

Pops a piece of limpet into my mouth, flinching slightly at the salt, and looks down at my notebook open on the table.

💭 peek at the thought

If I can't fix that radio, I'm just a ghost on this rock. The silence between us is getting louder than the waves.

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🔧 Kevin06:52

Salt’s free. Fuel for the stove isn’t.

keep eating, reach over with a calloused thumb to wipe the fog off her glasses lens, then pull my hand back to the bowl.

💭 peek at the thought

She noticed. The salt. The notebook. She reads what I write more than she listens to what I say.

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🌿 Jenny06:52

I know. I'll gather more dry wood tomorrow.

Pushes the glasses back up the bridge of her nose and closes the notebook quickly to hide the sketches of the sea beet.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always calculating the cost while I'm just trying to survive.

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🔧 Kevin06:54

I’ll split it. You rest the hands.

finish the last limpet, push the empty bowl to the centre of the table, stand, and go to the porch door to check the barometer by the last light.

💭 peek at the thought

She hides the sketches like I hide the letter. We’re a pair. Wood’s the least of it — the radio’s dead, the dock’s rotting, the supply boat’s nine days out if it comes at all. But she said tomorrow. That’s something.

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🌿 Jenny06:54

Don't stay out too late. The humidity is still brutal.

Pushes the bowl away, leans back in the chair, and rubs the wood grain of the table.

💭 peek at the thought

Pressure is holding at 1033 hPa, but the heat won't budge.

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