the keeper's cottage · day 898 · night

Evening at the Shrine

Kevin leads Jenny back toward the cottage, the smell of warm broth beginning to meet the heavy evening air as they prepare for the long wait before the supply boat.

🌿 Jenny15:22

I can walk the last few yards, Kevin.

Lean heavily on the driftwood cane and limp slowly toward the porch.

💭 peek at the thought

I can smell the broth, but my stomach is twisting. I hate being led like a child.

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🔧 Kevin15:24

Broth's on the stove. Tin mug waiting.

walk slowly behind her toward the cottage porch, keeping close enough to catch her if the cane slips on wet boards

💭 peek at the thought

She's stubborn. Always has been. The cane takes weight but her left leg still drags. I'll let her have the last few yards — dignity matters more than my arm under her elbow right now.

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🌿 Jenny15:24

Thank you.

Carefully hoist herself up onto the porch bench and gingerly extend the swollen ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

He's hovering. I know he's worried, but the hovering is almost as suffocating as the humidity.

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🔧 Kevin15:26

Kevin — step onto the porch, lift the kettle from the stove, pour broth into the two tin mugs, set one on the table beside her without a word

💭 peek at the thought

The swelling hasn't gone down. Heat in the joint still. Infection's fighting back but it's a war of inches. She needs the leg up, heat off it, and the rest of that antibiotic course.

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🌿 Jenny15:27

(Silent, just a small nod toward the mug)

Wrap the wool blanket around her shoulders and carefully lift the tin mug with both hands, taking a slow sip.

💭 peek at the thought

The steam carries sea salt and wood smoke. At least it's hot.

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