the keeper's cottage · day 885 · night

Evening Meal and Night Watch

Kevin and Jenny meet inside the cottage as the temperature finally drops, sharing the last of the light for the day.

The humidity remains heavy over the cottage as the wind shifts to the east. Kevin and Jenny sit through the rising tide, discussing the loss of cedar wood and the salt spray beginning to threaten the north ridge garden beds.

🌿 Jenny03:02

It's finally cooling down. I can actually feel the breeze through the walls.

Limp slowly toward the kitchen table and carefully hoist my swollen ankle up onto a chair.

💭 peek at the thought

Finally. The air is actually moving. My ankle feels like it's being squeezed by a hot vice, but at least I can breathe.

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🔧 Kevin03:02

Barometer's holding. 1013. Might get a proper night's sleep.

Set the tin mug of broth on the table beside her chair, then pull out the other chair and sit heavily, rubbing the heel of my hand against my lower back.

💭 peek at the thought

The air's shifted. Finally. Watching her move — careful, deliberate — and the ankle's still angry but she's managing it. Not fighting it. That's different from before.

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🌿 Jenny03:04

Don't bet on the sleep. The humidity is still thick enough to chew.

Reach for the tin mug and take a slow, cautious sip of the warm broth.

💭 peek at the thought

He's exhausted. We both are. The broth smells like salt and grease, and it's the only thing I actually want right now.

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🔧 Kevin03:04

Wind's east now. Was west all afternoon. That's something.

Reach for the kettle on the stove, top off my own mug, then let the silence settle while the broth steams.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. Air's still heavy. But the wind's turned — can taste the difference. Salt's sharper now, less rot.

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🌿 Jenny03:06

East wind means the salt spray will hit the north ridge beds. I'll need to check the shade cloth anchors in the morning.

Set the mug down and gently probe the edge of the bandage on my ankle with a finger.

💭 peek at the thought

He's trying. He's always trying to find a silver lining in the weather patterns because he doesn't know how to talk about the infection or the silence between us.

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🔧 Kevin03:07

Oak stakes at the shed. Cut six yesterday. Cedar's gone — crab took the lot.

Lean forward, elbows on knees, and watch the steam curl off my mug without drinking.

💭 peek at the thought

She's already planning. Good. The anchors held last blow but the crab got to the corner stakes. Need oak again, not cedar.

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