Night in the rain
Kevin and Jenny sit by the small light as the lantern flickers against the walls. The tide rises outside, and the rain does not let down.
The humidity hangs heavy over the cottage as the thickening clouds blot out the last light of the flat sky. Inside, the smell of damp earth and drying sea beet fills the air, while the rhythmic drip from the leaking shutter echoes against the wooden floorboards. The tide remains high, lapping hungrily at the dock pilings as the foundation settles under the weight of the saturated earth.
You want the last of the corned beef, or save it for breakfast?
Pour tea from the pot into the second tin mug, set it on the table between us.
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Save it. I'm not that hungry.
Wrap both hands around the warm mug, tracing the chip in the ceramic with my thumb.
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Mm.
Drink from my own mug, watch the lantern flame dance against the ceiling.
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The way is going to drop again.
Lean back in the chair, watching the shadows of the herbs stretch across the stone wall.
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Low tide's in three hours. We could pull the crate then — see what's inside before it sinks.
Set my mug down, stand, and walk to the window to check the rain. It's steady, not letting up.
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Wait until morning. I can't see a damn thing in this dark.
Shift my weight to favor the good leg, feeling the dull ache where the skin is tight.
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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.