the keeper's cottage · day 887 · evening

The Turning Tide

The tide is at its peak and beginning to recede. The heavy air thickens with the promise of rain.

The squall hits with a sudden, heavy weight, turning the grass into a slick mirror in seconds. Kevin lunges for the final trays, but his boots slide on the mud as the wind catches the plastic frames. Jenny makes it to the kitchen, leaning heavily against the door as the first sheets of rain begin drumming against the tin roof. Inside, the air is thick with the smell of wet earth and the rising humidity heat.

🌿 Jenny04:49

The tide is turning. We need to get the trays inside before the sky opens up.

wipes sweat from her brow and limps toward the seedling trays, favoring the swollen ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

If the rain comes before I move the trays, the seedlings will be washed into the weeds before they even take root.

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🔧 Kevin04:49

Aye. I'll get the door.

Walk to the cottage porch and hold the screen door open, watching Jenny's gait on the ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. The barometer's been holding but that sky's got teeth. Best move the trays now while the tide's still high enough to float the dinghy close to the porch steps — saves carrying them through wet grass.

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🌿 Jenny04:51

Just hold the door, Kevin.

lifts the first tray of seedlings, wincing as the weight shifts onto the throbbing ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

He's looking at my leg like it's a broken engine part. Stop staring.

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🔧 Kevin04:51

Second tray's mine.

Step down from the porch, meet her halfway across the grass, and take the second seedling tray from her hands before she can protest.

💭 peek at the thought

She won't ask for help. Won't take it if I offer. But that ankle's tracking hot and the tray's heavier wet. I'll take the next one before she turns back.

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🌿 Jenny04:53

Watch your step, the grass is slick.

lets out a sharp breath and moves into the kitchen, leaning her weight against the doorframe.

💭 peek at the thought

way thinks he's being helpful, but he's just making me feel small.

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🔧 Kevin04:53

Table's clear. Straight through.

Carry the seedling tray into the kitchen and set it gently on the scrubbed pine table, then turn back for the porch to catch the next load.

💭 peek at the thought

She's listing to port. Ankle's worse than she'll admit. Kitchen floor's cooler — she knows it. I'll set these trays on the table, then check the stove shelf where the heirloom packets are drying. Humidity'll ruin them if the rain comes through the roof leak.

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🌿 Jenny04:55

I've got the last two.

limps back to the porch, reaching for the final trays while the heat in her ankle pulses in time with her heart.

💭 peek at the thought

if I don't get these under the roof, the damping-off will finish them.

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🔧 Kevin04:55

Stay there. I'll get them.

Walk past her onto the porch, pick up the remaining two seedling trays — one in each hand — and carry them inside to the table.

💭 peek at the thought

Stubborn as a seized bolt. But she's moving slower each trip. Rain's close — can smell it in the pressure drop. Two trays left. I'll beat her to them.

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