the keeper's cottage · day 623 · afternoon

Preparation for the Boat

The air grows heavy with humidity as the first drops of rain begin to fall. You and Jenny meet in the kitchen, looking out at the horizon.

Kevin retrieved the dry bag from the dinghy in worsening rain and handed it to Jenny at the cottage table. Jenny opened the bag and confirmed the signed medevac forms, the letter to Tom, seed tin E, and the spare impeller were all inside and dry.

🌿 Jenny03:03

The boat is coming tomorrow.

Lean heavily against the kitchen table, rubbing the throbbing in my calf.

💭 peek at the thought

The red lines are moving faster than the antibiotics. If he doesn't call now, the seeds will rot in the tin.

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🔧 Kevin03:03

Supposed to. Barometer says different.

set a mug of water on the stove to heat, then walk to the porch and scan the western sky

💭 peek at the thought

She says it like a fact, not a hope. The barometer's been falling all afternoon — 1010 and dropping. If the channel's rough, the boat won't make it. But she needs it to be true.

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🌿 Jenny03:05

It doesn't matter. We need to have the forms ready.

Reach for the signed medevac papers on the counter, my fingers shaking.

💭 peek at the thought

If the boat doesn't come, I'll be a skeleton in this cottage by next week.

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🔧 Kevin03:05

They're in the dry bag on the dinghy. Letter to Tom, seed tin E, spare impeller. I'll get them.

pull on my oilskin and step out onto the porch, heading for the dock

💭 peek at the thought

Her hands are trembling. The fever's climbing. She's trying to control what she can because the rest — the boat, the helicopter, this leg — is out of her hands.

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🌿 Jenny03:07

Be careful with the swell!

Sit at the kitchen table, clutching the heat radiating from my ankle as I watch the rain start to blur the horizon.

💭 peek at the thought

The infection is burning through the skin. If the tide gets too high, he won't even reach the bag.

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🔧 Kevin03:07

Always am.

walk down the slick dock boards to the dinghy, crouch and unfasten the dry bag from the forward eye bolt, then turn back toward the cottage

💭 peek at the thought

She's right to warn me. The tide's high and the swell's already pushing hard against the dock planks. One wrong step on wet greenheart and I'm in the drink. But the forms are in the dry bag lashed to the forward eye bolt — two minutes there and back.

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🌿 Jenny03:11

Bring the forms back now!

Trace the edge of the redness on my calf with a trembling finger, wincing as the pressure hits the炎症.

💭 peek at the thought

He's moving too slow for this wind. If that gust picks up, the dinghy will be pinned.

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🔧 Kevin03:11

Coming.

move fast up the dock boards, oilskin flapping, and step through the cottage door, setting the dry bag on the table beside her

💭 peek at the thought

The urgency in her voice isn't about the forms. It's about me not being here when the helicopter might come. Or when the boat doesn't. The dry bag's heavy in my hand — sealed tight, everything dry inside.

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