the keeper's cottage · day 762 · morning

Mid-morning at the cottage

Kevin and Jenny meet back at the cottage porch. The letter is sealed. The Yanmar is confirmed. The tarp is secure. The pH is logged. A pot of limpet broth simmers on the stove. The barometer reads 988 hPa and rising. The tide is turning.

The warm rain continues in fitful bursts, soaking the cottage roof and turning the garden paths slick. The barometer is dropping steadily at 987 hPa, suggesting the dry season weather is breaking. The tide is rising quickly, lapping at the dock pilings, while Jenny's fever continues a slow climb despite the treatment.

🔧 Kevin01:54

Broth's hot. Mug on the shelf if you want it.

Pour two tin mugs of limpet broth from the pot on the stove, set one on the porch table beside Jenny, keep the other for myself, and sit on the porch step with my back against the wall.

💭 peek at the thought

Everything held. Engine, tarp, tide. The letter's gone in the dry bag where it belongs. Now there's broth and a rising barometer and Jenny on the porch. That's enough for today.

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🌿 Jenny01:55

Thanks.

Take the mug, wrap both hands around the warmth, and watch the rain hit the salt marsh.

💭 peek at the thought

He's being quiet again. It's worse than the shouting.

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🔧 Kevin01:56

Kevin — sit with my mug braced on one knee, watching the marsh drink the rain, letting the silence stretch.

💭 peek at the thought

She's quiet. The rain's steady. Good day's work behind us. Don't need to fill the space.

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🌿 Jenny01:57

Jenny — takes a slow sip of the broth, flinching slightly as the heat hits my throat, and traces the line of the tide pools with my eyes.

💭 peek at the thought

My ankle is throbbing in time with the rain. I hope the salt is working.

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🔧 Kevin01:58

Kevin — blow across my mug, take a sip, and let my eyes follow the same line — tide pools filling, the channel deepening, the south beach disappearing under the rising water.

💭 peek at the thought

The flinch. Ankle still bothering her. She won't say. I'll check the wrap later when she's not looking for it.

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🌿 Jenny01:59

It's coming up.

Lean my head back against the whitewashed stone, closing my eyes for a second to listen to the rain on the tin roof.

💭 peek at the thought

The tide is coming in fast today. I need to check the moorings.

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