the keeper's cottage · day 430 · night

The First Gusts

The wind picks up, rattling the porch shutters as the flat sky finally breaks open. You sit together in the kitchen, listening to the rain begin hitting the tin roof.

Kevin inspects the north piling at high tide, checking the stability of the shim, while Jenny stays inside the cottage to work on de-salting the notebook and managing her swollen ankle.

🔧 Kevin14:12

Tank's at three-eighty-five. Another hour of this and we're full.

Pour coffee into the second tin mug and set it on the table near Jenny.

💭 peek at the thought

Good. Rain means the tank tops off. Means the garden gets a drink without me hauling buckets. Means the supply boat might be late, but we knew that.

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🌿 Jenny14:13

Good. The garden needs it.

Reach for the mug, wrapping both hands around the warmth, and glance at the bandage on my ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

Finally, the pressure is breaking, but the barometer is still screaming about what's coming.

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🔧 Kevin14:14

How's the ankle?

Sit opposite her at the table, mug in hand, and glance at the barometer on the shelf — 980 and still falling.

💭 peek at the thought

She's favouring it less today. The heat's down. Antibiotics doing their job.

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🌿 Jenny14:15

Dull. The drainage helped.

Take a slow sip of the coffee and shift my weight to avoid putting pressure on the leg.

💭 peek at the thought

It's throbbing in time with the wind, but I'm not going to complain just yet.

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