the keeper's cottage · day 431 · evening

Evening as the storm approaches

The flat sky finally breaks, and the first heavy drops of rain hit the tin roof. Kevin and Jenny meet in the kitchen as the wind begins to howl through the eaves.

The air remains heavy and still as the 31°C heat settles over the cottage. The tide is rising, pushing water toward the north pilings, while the barometer holds steady at 983 hPa, suggesting the storm is stalling or passing, though the grey clouds show no urge to break.

🌿 Jenny15:01

Check the way. The pressure is dropping faster than I thought.

Limps to the table and leans against the counter, shifting her weight to her good leg.

💭 peek at the thought

The rain is coming too fast; I hope the roof doesn't leak again.

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🔧 Kevin15:01

Pressure's a brutal 983, Jenny. The tide’s backing up too. If we don’t secure the north piling before the next low, the whole dock could climb.

check the north piling shim, tighten the greenheart block, update the barometer log.

💭 peek at the thought

The rain’s slap is a drumbeat on the roof, and the pressure gauge is biting into my chest like a storm‑shift. I’ve been waiting for this, but the weight of silence with Tom still lingers.

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🌿 Jenny15:03

I'll check the radio after I soak this leg. Just make sure the way stays.

Grabs a pencil and her notebook, sketching the angry red ring around her ankle while she waits.

💭 peek at the thought

The shim is holding for now, but the wood is soft at the edges.

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🔧 Kevin15:05

I’ll brace the piling now, then run the radio check on 16 as soon as the soak’s done. Keep the wound clean.

wedge the spare driftwood block tighter under the north piling toe, hammer in two cedar shims on either side, and lash the sister plank with a length of new rope to stop the groan.

💭 peek at the thought

The rain drums harder, and I can feel the void under the north piling breathing with each gust. I need to lock that shim down before the tide turns and pulls the sister plank loose.

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🌿 Jenny15:05

Be careful with the hammer. The wood is rotted through.

Submerge her ankle in the basin of warm salt water, flincing as the heat hits the infection.

💭 peek at the thought

If that way goes, I can't get the boat out for the supplies.

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🔧 Kevin15:07

No hammer. I’ll drive the wedges by hand and tie it off with the new rope. Keep the pressure even.

tap the cedar wedges in by hand with the mallet’s butt, snug them tight against the piling toe and sister plank, then secure the joint with a figure‑8 lashing of the new half‑inch rope, taking care not to overstress the rotted wood.

💭 peek at the thought

The rot’s worse than I thought—hammer could punch right through. I’ll switch to a wedge and lash, keep the force off the plank until we can sister it proper when the tide drops.

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🌿 Jenny15:07

Don't over-tension it. You'll just pull the nails right out of the sister plank.

Leans back in the chair, closing her eyes and breathing through the sting of the salt soak.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always so precise when he's nervous. I just want to eat something that isn't a limpet.

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🔧 Kevin15:09

Copy. Snug only — no crank.

take up the slack in the figure‑8 lashing until the vibration stops, cleat it off with a half‑hitch so it can be eased quick, and step back to watch the joint breathe.

💭 peek at the thought

She’s right — too much bite and the sister plank walks. I’ll snug the lashing just enough to kill the groan, leave the nails alone, and check it again at low tide when the void shows itself.

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