The Long Dry Wait
The evening air settles over the cottage as the sun drops, leaving the heat trapped in the stone and floorboards.
Kevin prepares the cottage for the upcoming supply boat's arrival by checking the radio equipment and securing loose gear. Jenny rests her ankle, with the oppressive heat exacerbating the swelling despite the poultice. The air remains heavy and still as they wait for the morning shift.
Evening.
Walk to the porch door and lean against the frame, looking out at the garden where the shade cloth sags over the tomato rows.
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It's too hot to even breathe.
Shift weight off my ankle, wincing as the way sticks to the inflamed skin.
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Got cold water in the tank. Could run a wet cloth over it. Or strip the poultice, let air hit it for a bit.
Turn from the door and go to the kitchen, pulling a clean tin mug from the shelf and dipping it into the rain tank's tap, holding it out to her.
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The air just makes the salt sting.
Take the mug with trembling fingers, watching the water ripple on the surface.
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