the dock · day 735 · morning

Morning of Day 735

The tide is at its lowest, revealing the full extent of the dock damage. The sky remains flaten, and the air pressure continues to drop.

Kevin inspected the dock pilings for structural integrity, noting that the rot in the south-end planks remained significant. Jenny spent the morning in the garden documenting the progress of the heirloom seedlings and sketching the soil conditions in her notebook.

🌿 Jenny13:45

Jenny — wincing as she shifts weight, Jenny tightens the ankle brace, and limps back toward the cottage.

💭 peek at the thought

If the boat doesn't come in nine days, I'll be out of antibiotics and this infection will reach the bone.

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🔧 Kevin13:45

Back to the porch. Stay off it.

Walk to the south end of the dock, inspect the piling base at low tide, then head to the woods for greenheart selection.

💭 peek at the thought

She's not saying it, but that limp's worse than yesterday. The south piling's gone past patching — rot's eaten the core. Need greenheart for the replacement, and the tide's only low for another hour.

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🌿 Jenny13:47

I'm already moving.

Jenny sits on the porch steps, pulls her swollen ankle up onto a crate, and opens her notebook to sketch the soil profile of the north ridge.

💭 peek at the thought

He thinks a command will stop the swelling, but the rot is already deep in the wood.

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🔧 Kevin13:47

Kevin — walk into the woods toward the greenheart stand, axe and saw in hand, checking trunks for straight grain and minimal knot.

💭 peek at the thought

She's sketching. Means she's staying put for now. Good. The piling needs a straight-grained greenheart section, twelve foot minimum, and the tide's turning in forty minutes.

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🌿 Jenny13:51

Jenny — jenny presses the pencil to the paper, sketching the jagged line of the north ridge while her hand shakes slightly from the pain in her leg.

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💭 peek at the thought

The silence between us is heavier than the humidity. He won't even look at the bandage.

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🔧 Kevin13:53

Kevin — walk into the woods toward the greenheart stand, axe and saw ready, scanning trunks for straight twelve-foot sections with clean grain.

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💭 peek at the thought

Her hand's shaking. She won't say it hurts. The greenheart stand's half a mile in — need to move fast before the tide covers the piling base.

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🌿 Jenny13:54

Jenny — jenny stops own for a moment, staring at the half-weeded garden behind the cottage, feeling the throb in her ankle.

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💭 peek at the thought

He's looking for wood to build, and I'm looking for soil that can actually breathe.

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