the keeper's cottage · day 296 · night

sheltering from the squ

The rain lashes the cottage walls as the first heavy drops fall. Kevin and Jenny are inside to wait out the storm together.

The humidity is heavy as the clouds thicken, signaling a shift in the weather. Kevin inspects the dock mooring ring as the tide pushes in, while Jenny manages the ankle treatment and prepares for the coming storm.

🌿 Jenny03:49

The wind is picking up. We should check the radio if the storm starts clicking.

Pull the blanket tighter around my ankle and tap the rusted seed tin on the table.

💭 peek at the thought

The pressure is going to drop, I can feel it in my joints.

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🔧 Kevin03:49

Aerial's sound. New insulator held yesterday. But I'll check the coax run at the mast base — salt gets in the connector.

walk to the radio shelf, lift the handset, flip the power switch, rotate the squelch knob until white noise fills the cabin, then scan Channel 16 for any traffic

💭 peek at the thought

Storm's building faster than the barometer said. Radio's the only link out — if the aerial holds. She's watching me, waiting to see if I move.

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🌿 Jenny03:50

Don't go out to the mast yet. The deck will be slick as glass.

Pick up my sketchbook and start drawing the morphology of the sea beet leaves on the table.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always wiringing with hardware when the sky turns that color.

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🔧 Kevin03:51

Not going out. Connector's under the porch overhang anyway — can reach it from the ladder if it comes to it.

set the handset back in its cradle, pull the stool over to the table opposite her, pour tea from the pot on the stove into two tin mugs, slide one across the scratched wood toward her

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. Mast base is wet aluminium on wet stone — one slip and I'm off the porch. Coax can wait until the squall passes. She's calm, drawing while the wind builds. That steadies something.

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🌿 Jenny03:52

Thanks.

Take the mug with both hands, feeling the warmth seeping into my palms.

💭 peek at the thought

He's trying to be helpful, but the silence is heavy.

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🔧 Kevin03:52

Wind's backing west. If it holds, swell comes straight up the channel by morning.

wrap my hands around my own mug, let the heat soak into knuckles gone stiff from the dock work, watch the tea darken in the tin

💭 peek at the thought

Steam rises between us. She holds the mug like it's something fragile. The wind hits the porch glass — a low moan, not a howl yet. Barometer was 1005 and rising this morning. Now it feels like it's falling in my chest.

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🌿 Jenny03:54

Then we better double-check the tension in the morning light.

Trace the edge of a sea much leaf in my sketch with a pencil tip.

💭 peek at the thought

If the swell hits, the new bolts won't hold that ring.

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🔧 Kevin03:55

Lines are set. Second stern spring's new rope. Forward spring's the crate rope — held last blow. But I'll check the chafe points at first grey.

lift the mug, drink slow, taste tin and tannin and something almost sweet, set it down without looking away from the porch glass where rain streaks sideways

💭 peek at the thought

Morning light. She says it like we'll have it — like the boat comes, like the channel stays crossable, like the dock holds. Her pencil moves careful over the salt-gland sketches. Eleven months and I still can't read whether she believes we're staying or leaving.

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