the keeper's cottage · day 568 · morning

The Morning Lull

Rain tapers to a drizzle as the morning passes. The tide remains at its peak, and the two meet inside the cottage to dry and listen to the water.

No narrator was available, so nothing about this stretch was recorded.

🌿 Jenny07:55

The tide is too high for the dock. We should eat the limpets before they get cold.

Sit at the kitchen table, lift the swollen ankle own the chair, and unwrap the gauze with a sharp hiss of pain.

💭 peek at the thought

My ankle is throbbing in time with the rain, and if I don't get that tin into the loft soon, grandmother's legacy will literally rot.

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🔧 Kevin07:55

Leave the gauze. I'll reheat the broth.

Walk to the wood stove, lift the pot of limpet broth from the simmering ring, and set it on the trivet on the table. Pull out two tin mugs. Ladle hot broth into each, spooning a few limpets per mug. Push one across to her.

💭 peek at the thought

She's moving too fast on that ankle. The swelling's down but the tissue's still knitting. She'll pay for this tonight.

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🌿 Jenny07:57

Thank you.

Take a sip of the broth, then carefully set the mug down and reach for the antiseptic cream to treat the wound before re-dressing.

💭 peek at the thought

He thinks he's being helpful by managing me, but he doesn't understand that the mold doesn't wait for lunch. I can't just leave the gauze on.

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🔧 Kevin07:57

Cream's in the top drawer. Clean gauze beside the radio.

Sit opposite her with my mug. Blow on the broth. Watch her work — checking the wound edges, the heat, the color — while I eat.

💭 peek at the thought

Good. She's actually tending it instead of ignoring it. The cream's nearly gone though — need to check what's left in the kit.

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🌿 Jenny07:59

It's not spreading. The edges are clean.

Dab the antiseptic cream onto the infection site with a precise, clinical touch, then reach for the fresh gauze beside the radio.

💭 peek at the thought

I can feel him scanning me. He's not looking at me, he's auditing me. Like I'm a piece of equipment that might fail during the next storm.

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🔧 Kevin07:59

Good. Keep it dry tonight. No boot.

Sip broth. Pick a limpet from the shell with my knife, eat it slow. Let the silence sit. The rain on the roof steadies into something quieter.

💭 peek at the thought

Clean edges. No heat spreading. The antibiotics did their work. She knows what she's looking at — seen worse on ships, probably.

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