the keeper's cottage · day 584 · morning

Morning Meal

Kevin and Jenny meet at the cottage table as the sun climbs higher. The smell of salt and salt fills the air.

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

🔧 Kevin04:19

Yanmar's clean. Cold start next. Then I write to Tom.

walk to the porch and sit at the table with the notebook, pen poised over blank page

💭 peek at the thought

Engine held. No smoke at the gasket. RPM steady at 2800 under load. She's ready. Now the letter.

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🌿 Jenny04:21

The tank is full. We don't need to worry about the rain today.

set the de-salted sea beet leaves in a bowl of fresh water.

💭 peek at the thought

He's already thinking about the mainland while I'm trying to keep this place breathing.

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🔧 Kevin04:21

Good.

tap the pen on the paper, then write a single line, slow and deliberate

💭 peek at the thought

394 litres. She's right. One less thing.

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🌿 Jenny04:23

I need to check the seed tin. The humidity is getting in.

reach for the heirloom seed tin on the shelf, my fingers trembling slightly.

💭 peek at the thought

"Good" is such a small word for a world that is rotting at the edges.

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🔧 Kevin04:24

Dry bag's on the dinghy. Lashed to the forward eye.

watch her move, pen still on paper, the line half-finished

💭 peek at the thought

Tin's been dry since the newspaper wrap. But she needs to check. Let her.

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🌿 Jenny04:25

I know where the dry bag is, Kevin. I'm talking about the tin on the porch.

limp toward the porch, clutching the bowl of sea beet leaves.

💭 peek at the thought

He remembers exactly where the gear is, but he doesn't remember the way I look when I'm in pain.

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