Dawn - The Storm Breaks
The rain has lashed the roof through the night, and the tide has receded. The air is cold, and the barometer continues its descent.
Kevin examined Jenny's ankle and confirmed the infection has spread past the marked boundary. Jenny began soil pH testing on the northern slope while Kevin prepared gear for the low-tide rock haul.
Morning. Ankle feel any different?
Walk to the bedroom doorway to check on Jenny, then pull on oilskins and boots.
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It's heavy. Still.
Jenny pulls the blanket tighter over her leg and winces as she shifts her weight.
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Let me look.
Crouch beside the bed, peel back the gauze carefully, compare the red line to the pen mark on her skin.
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Don't touch it. It's tight.
Jenny turns her face toward the window, watching the rain run off the half-weeded garden path.
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I'm not touching. Just looking.
Lean in close without contacting the ankle, tilt the LED headlamp beam across the calf to trace the marked boundary.
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It's worse than yesterday.
Jenny stays perfectly still, her fingers digging into the edge of the quilt.
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How far past the mark? Talk to me straight.
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An inch. Maybe two.
Jenny looks down at her leg, then back at him, her jaw set.
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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.