the keeper's cottage · day 743 · night

The Wait for the Tide

The two of them remain in the silence of the cottage, listening to the island breathe through the radio static.

Warm rain falls intermittently throughout the night as Kevin and Jenny prepare for the supply boat's arrival. Kevin checks the radio equipment one last time for the evening, while Jenny manages her ankle and organizes the heirloom seeds for the morning.

🔧 Kevin01:27

Radio check at 2000. Captain said he'd key up then.

set tin mug down on the table, keep one hand on the radio's gain knob

💭 peek at the thought

She's listening to the same silence I am. The static, the rain on the roof, her breath. Neither of us wants to be the first to say the boat's not coming.

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🌿 Jenny01:29

He's late every time. The rain isn't making the approach any easier for his boat.

Jenny picks up her pencil and begins sketching the edge of a sea much leaf she found earlier, focusing on the intricate pattern of the veins.

💭 peek at the thought

If he doesn't show up tomorrow, the seeds are just going to rot in that tin.

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🔧 Kevin01:31

Coast guard said diverted two days ago. Not delayed. Diverted.

keep the RF gain steady, watch the S-meter sit on zero

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. He's always late. But this time the coast guard said diverted, not delayed. Different word. Heavier word.

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🌿 Jenny01:33

Then we're down to the last of the mackerel and some hope.

Jenny stops her pencil mid-stroke, the graphite snapping against the paper.

💭 peek at the thought

Diverted? That means the boat isn't coming tomorrow. Another ten days.

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