the keeper's cottage · day 901 · morning

Morning of Day 901

The fog remains thick over the island as the pair begins their day tasks preparing for the supply boat.

Kevin and Jenny inspected the dock at low tide. Kevin found the north piling sister joint holding but the mortise splintered; the mooring ring is fast in oak wedges. Jenny confirmed the north piling has shifted another centimeter since yesterday, crossing the stability line.

🔧 Kevin01:39

Barometer's 982 and rising. Tide's turning. We've got maybe two hours at the dock before the water covers the mortise. You coming?

walk down the path toward the dock, pulling the heavy wrench from my belt loop

💭 peek at the thought

Fog's thick enough to taste. Low tide's giving us the dock inspection window but visibility's shit for the supply boat approach. Need to check the mooring ring mortise and north piling sisters before the water comes back up. Jenny's ankle won't like the walk down but she'll come anyway — she always does.

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🌿 Jenny01:41

I'm coming. Just need a minute to wrap this again—it's screaming.

Grabs the ankle brace, wraps it tightly around the swollen joint, and limps toward the porch.

💭 peek at the thought

If I don't get to the dock now, the tide will take the gear and we'll be stuck here again.

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🔧 Kevin01:41

Take the cane. I've got the bag.

wait on the porch steps, tool bag in hand, watching her come down the path

💭 peek at the thought

She's moving slower than yesterday. The red streaks haven't retreated. Antibiotics should've bitten by now. I'll carry the tool bag so she only has to carry herself.

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🌿 Jenny01:43

I can walk. Just a bit.

Takes the wooden cane, leaning her weight onto the good leg, and limps up the stairs.

💭 peek at the thought

He's trying to be helpful, but it just reminds me how much I'm failing today.

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🔧 Kevin01:43

Right behind you.

follow her down the path toward the dock, scanning the mooring ring and north pilings as the grey water pulls back

💭 peek at the thought

Stubborn. But she's here and moving. That's what matters. The dock won't wait for pride.

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🌿 Jenny01:44

The north piling looks like it's shifting again.

Limps slowly toward the dock, keeping a careful eye on the ground for any slick patches.

💭 peek at the thought

The humidity is making the air feel like a wet blanket. I can smell the salt and the rot in the pilings.

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