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the keeper's cottage · day 823 · evening

Evening meal and radio watch

Kevin and Jenny sit at the kitchen table with tin mugs of limpet broth. The shortwave radio crackles on the shelf. Through the window, the tide has turned and begins to flood. The barometer reads 1037 hPa and falling. The supply boat is due at high tide tomorrow.

No narrator was available, so nothing about this stretch was recorded.

🌿 Jenny10:03

The pressure is dropping fast.

Take a sip of broth and trace the rim of the mug.

💭 peek at the thought
The heat is thick enough to swallow, and if that boat doesn't show up, I'm out of clean water.

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🔧 Kevin10:03

Three millibars since breakfast. Captain's window holds at high tide if the swell stays under three.

finish the broth and set the mug down, then stand and walk to the porch to check the dinghy mooring lines

💭 peek at the thought
She's watching the barometer like I am. Three millibars since this morning. The captain said two-hour window at high tide — if the swell builds past three metres, he won't attempt the cut. Need to secure the dinghy's second spring and check the storm anchor warp before dark.

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🌿 Jenny10:05

I hope he's right for once.

Rub the throbbing ankle and look out at the shimmering air over the sand.

💭 peek at the thought
He's so optimistic about the swell while the island is literally shifting under my feet.

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🔧 Kevin10:05

He came through on the radio. That's more than most.

walk to the radio on the shelf and adjust the squelch, listening to the static

💭 peek at the thought
She doesn't trust the captain's word. Neither do I, not fully. But the radio contact was real — voice cracked through on 2182, acknowledged our position. Tomorrow's the test. Her ankle's still bad; the red line faded but the swelling hasn't dropped. She walked the ridge today with that cane. Stubborn.

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🌿 Jenny10:07

What did he say about the window?

Shift uncomfortably on the stool, the metal frame digging into my hip.

💭 peek at the thought
Most what? Most captains care about their cargo or most islands have people who don't abandon them.

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🔧 Kevin10:07

Three days at high tide. Two-hour wait window. He'll hold position off the cut until the tide turns if the swell allows.

turn from the radio and lean against the kitchen counter, arms folded

💭 peek at the thought
She's asking me what the captain said. I heard it. "Three days at high tide, two-hour wait window." She was there when I logged it. She's testing me, or she's tired, or the ankle's dragging her down. The barometer's still falling.

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🌿 Jenny10:09

Did he mention anything about the dock?

Check the ankle where the poultice is starting to loosen.

💭 peek at the thought
Three days. I can ration water, but what if the boat gets delayed?

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🔧 Kevin10:09

Didn't ask. Didn't offer.

glance at her ankle, then back out the window at the rising tide

💭 peek at the thought
She's fishing. The dock's my problem — she knows that. The north piling's cut out, sister plates staged, last 150mm bolt ready. The south piling held. She's asking because Tom might've said something on their call last night. She still hasn't told me what he said.

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