the keeper's cottage · day 891 · dawn

Pre-Storm Pressure

Kevin sits at the table checking the barometer while Jenny rests her ankle in a basin of salt water. The air is heavy with humidity, and the clouds are beginning to darken over the north ridge.

Kevin and Jenny sit at the cottage table as the sky thickens and the pressure holds steady. Kevin warns that the steady pressure is a bad sign of a storm building before the supply boat arrives. They discuss the work that must be finished before Jenny's ankle potentially worsens further.

🌿 Jenny08:05

It's not moving. The pressure.

Lean back against the cot and slowly shift the ankle in the water, wincing.

💭 peek at the thought

He's staring at that barometer like it's going to tell him how to fix us. My ankle feels like it's being squeezed by a hot iron.

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🔧 Kevin08:05

Holding steady's the worst sign. Means the front's stacking up out there.

Pour coffee into the second tin mug and set it beside her on the table, then check the radio battery charge on the shelf.

💭 peek at the thought

Barometer holding at 980 steady. That's not comfort — that's the calm before the break. She's watching it like it'll give her permission to rest. It won't.

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🌿 Jenny08:06

I can't just sit here while the sky turns that color.

Reach for the coffee mug, fingers brushing against the cool metal.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always anticipating the crash. Always prepping for the storm, never the silence after it.

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🔧 Kevin08:06

Sky's not your problem. The trench is holding. Garden tarp's battened. Dock bolts torqued. You sit, you heal, the boat comes in three days.

Pull the chair out opposite her and sit, mug in hand, watching the porch door where the cloud bank presses against the glass.

💭 peek at the thought

She'll try to work the ridge today if I don't give her something that keeps her seated. The ankle's hot — I felt it through the gauze last dressing change. Metronidazole's done, doxy's got two doses left. She needs to stay off it.

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🌿 Jenny08:08

I'm not a piece of dock timber, Kevin.

Set the coffee mug down with a sharp clink and look him straight in the eye.

💭 peek at the thought

He thinks the world is just a series of bolts and battening. I'm not a project to be managed.

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🔧 Kevin08:08

Didn't say you were. Said the work's done that needs doing before the boat. Your ankle rots, we lose the garden *and* the radio watch. That's the math.

Hold her gaze, steady, then glance down at the mug — steam curling — and back up.

💭 peek at the thought

There it is. The line she's been walking toward for weeks. She's not wrong. She's also not walking on that ankle tomorrow no matter what she calls herself.

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