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The Approaching Squ

The first heavy drops of the wet season hit the garden tarp as you both retreat to the cottage.

Kevin rowed the letter to the mainland post box at slack tide and returned safely. Jenny secured the garden tarp corner and debrided her ankle using the remaining antibiotics.

🔧 Kevin04:51

Kettle on. I'll row the letter at slack.

walk up to the cottage

💭 peek at the thought
Rain's here. Good for the tank, bad for the north piling check — surge'll be up before ebb if this keeps building. Need to move on the letter before the chop gets ugly.

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🌿 Jenny04:53

Wait for the boat. The barometer is dropping too fast for a row.

Sit at the kitchen table, rubbing my throbbing ankle, and watch the rain obscure the garden.

💭 peek at the thought
He's going to drown if he tries to go out in that surge, but I don't have the energy to argue again.

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🔧 Kevin04:53

Slack's in forty minutes. I'll be back before the tide turns proper.

pull on oilskin jacket from the hook by the door

💭 peek at the thought
She's not wrong. Barometer's falling harder than I'd like. But the supply boat's two days out at best, and the post box on the mainland doesn't wait. Letter's sealed. Decision's made.

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🌿 Jenny04:55

If the wind catches you, I'm not coming out to get you.

Watch him step out into the grey, then sigh and run my hand over the rusted lid of the seed tin.

💭 peek at the thought
He's as stubborn as the ironwood, and the sea doesn't care about his schedule.

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🔧 Kevin04:55

Kevin — step out onto the porch and down to the dinghy, checking the painter's fast before climbing in

💭 peek at the thought
She'll watch from the window. She always does. Forty minutes pulling out, twenty back if the wind holds. Less if it doesn't. The letter weighs nothing in my pocket.

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🌿 Jenny04:57

Jenny — stand by the window, glass fogging, watching the dinghy dip into the first swell.

💭 peek at the thought
The water is turning to lead, and he's rowing into a wall of it.

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🔧 Kevin04:57

Kevin — ship oars and pull for the channel, settling into a rhythm

💭 peek at the thought
Water's colder than yesterday. Chop building fast off the point. Pull steady, don't fight the cross — let the boat find its line. The post box sits at the end of the mainland pier, rusted red, cleared weekly. If the supply boat comes, the postmistress forwards. If not, she holds. Either way, it leaves my hands today.

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🌿 Jenny04:59

Jenny — pull my notebook from my pocket and start sketching the way the rain is distorting the surface of the tide pools.

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💭 peek at the thought
He's rowing like the ocean is a friend, but it's just waiting for an opening.

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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.