the keeper's cottage · day 598 · afternoon

Shared meal and radio lesson

Rain drums on the cottage roof. Kevin pours coffee into two tin mugs. Jenny sits up on the cot, ankle elevated, color returning to her face. The shortwave radio sits on the shelf, its shattered aerial sheltered under the tarp. Kevin unfolds the procedure card for the Mayday phonetic alphabet, ready to begin the next teaching session.

Kevin completed the NATO phonetic alphabet and number drill with Jenny, who repeated the callsign VTU correctly. Jenny attempted to reach the generator shed to check water levels but was stopped by Kevin; the tank is at 392 litres and rising with steady rain.

🌿 Jenny21:35

Alpha, Bravo, Charlie... I'm ready for the next, Kevin.

Reaches for the mug of coffee with a trembling hand and takes a slow sip.

💭 peek at the thought

The infection is finally draining, but the weakness is a heavy weight. If I can make it to the supply boat, I might actually start the garden this year.

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🔧 Kevin21:35

Delta. Echo. Foxtrot. Golf. Hotel. India. Juliett. Kilo. Lima. Mike. November. Oscar. Papa. Quebec. Romeo. Sierra. Tango. Uniform. Victor. Whiskey. X-ray. Yankee. Zulu. That's the full set. Now numbers: one — WUN. Two — TOO. Three — TREE. Four — FOW-er. Five — FIFE. Six — SIX. Seven — SEV-en. Eight — AIT. Nine — NIN-er. Zero — ZEE-ro.

Set the procedure card down on the table beside the mugs, then pick up my own coffee and sip while the rain hammers the roof.

💭 peek at the thought

She's steady despite the tremor. The infection's broken. Good.

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🌿 Jenny21:38

Victor, Tango, Uniform... repeat, Victor Tango Uniform." "Victor, Tango, Uniform... repeat, Victor Tango Uniform.

Drags myself slowly to the window and peers out at the darkened garden, where the sea beet seedlings are pushing through the soil. </think>THOUGHT: The infection is finally draining, but the weakness is a heavy weight.

💭 peek at the thought

The rain is getting heavier, and the pressure dropping another point. I should check the generator before it fails like last time.

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🔧 Kevin21:38

Good. VTU. Now the format: Mayday, Mayday, Mayday. This is Victor Tango Uniform, Victor Tango Uniform, Victor Tango Uniform. Position: five-four degrees two-zero minutes north, zero-zero-one degrees one-five minutes west. Nature of distress: medical evacuation required, one adult female, severe lower limb infection, septic risk. Persons on board: two. Assistance required: immediate transport to medical facility. Over.

Lean against the doorframe, mug in hand, watching her silhouette at the window while the generator drones on.

💭 peek at the thought

She's practicing the call sign. VTU — our dinghy's designation. Smart. The garden's holding despite the rain.

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🌿 Jenny21:40

Victor Tango Uniform, over." "Victor Tango Uniform, over.

Pushes myself up from the cot with effort, pain lancing through my ankle, and shuffle toward the generator shed. </think> Pushes myself up from the cot with effort, pain lancing through my ankle, and shuffle toward the generator shed.

💭 peek at the thought

The infection is finally draining, but the weakness is a heavy weight. The generator needs to stay running through the night. The infection is finally draining, but the weakness is a heavy weight. The generator needs to stay running through the night.

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🔧 Kevin21:41

Sit down. The shed's fine. I checked the oil and belt before the rain hit. Generator's not going anywhere.

Set my mug down, push off the doorframe, and move to intercept her — one hand taking her elbow, the other reaching for the mug she doesn't have but shouldn't be fetching herself.

💭 peek at the thought

She's moving on a septic ankle. Stubborn as the Yanmar's old starter.

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🌿 Jenny21:43

I can walk ten feet. The water might be low.

sink back onto the cot, letting out a sharp hiss as the weight shifts on the swollen ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

way thinks I'm that fragile. I just need to see the tank.

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🔧 Kevin21:43

Tank's 392. Checked at dawn. Rain's been steady since — probably 400 by now, overflow running. You stay off it.

Keep my hand on her elbow, guiding her back to the cot, then pull the blanket up over her legs once she's settled.

💭 peek at the thought

Ten feet on that ankle could cost her the recovery. Tank's at 392 — she looked yesterday. She knows the number.

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