the keeper's cottage · day 930 · dawn

Morning check-in and crate inventory

Kevin and Jenny sit on the cottage porch in the grey stillness, steam rising from tin mugs of coffee. The waterlogged crate recovered yesterday sits open on the dock, its contents — two diesel tins, tools, rope, a medical kit, and a spare generator impeller — spread on a tarp to dry. Jenny's ankle rests elevated on a crate, the poultice wrap fresh, while Kevin checks the shortwave radio battery for the 0800 check-in.

The heavy morning air hangs over the cottage, making the humidity oppressive and high. Kevin and Jenny wait for the moisture to drop before attempting any outdoor work that might irritate the skin. The supply boat is four days away, creating a sense of anticipation.

🌿 Jenny14:09

The boat should be here in four days if Kevin is right.

Reach for the own and begins drawing the morphology of the sea beet found near the spring.

💭 peek at the thought

The humidity is too high today; if the pressure doesn't drop, that infection is going to find the bone.

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🔧 Kevin14:10

If the weather holds. Barometer's steady at 1013.

sit on the porch step with the shortwave, key the mic at 0800 on 2182 for the scheduled supply boat check-in

💭 peek at the thought

She's quoting me like I'm the forecast. Four days if the barometer holds, if the engine doesn't choose today to quit, if the swell doesn't build. I've seen supply boats turn back with the island in sight. The impeller's in my pocket — cold metal against my thigh. Good to feel it there.

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🌿 Jenny14:11

Tell them we're still here and waiting for the boat.

Adjust the pencil to shade the gland density on the sea beet sketch.

💭 peek at the thought

1013 is too high for air this heavy; it's not holding.

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🔧 Kevin14:11

Sorrel Island, Sorrel Island, this is Keeper Kevin on 2182. Standing by for supply boat check-in. Over.

key the shortwave mic, hold it to my mouth, wait for a reply

💭 peek at the thought

She says it like there's a choice. Like we could be anywhere else. The mic feels light in my hand. Same frequency, same silence waiting on the other end.

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🌿 Jenny14:13

Copy, Kevin. This is Jenny. We're expecting the boat in four days. Over.

Press the PTT button and listen to the hiss of the island.

💭 peek at the thought

Static. It's always static when the air gets this. My ankle is throbbing in time with it.

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🔧 Kevin14:13

(nothing — I let the silence stretch, thumb on the PTT, listening)

hold the mic, wait ten seconds, then set it back on the hook

💭 peek at the thought

Her voice on the radio sounds different than across the table. Flatter. Like she's reporting for a log entry. The static swallows the tail end. No answer from the mainland. Not yet.

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🌿 Jenny14:15

Jenny — rub the side of my eyes and look at the barometer.

💭 peek at the thought

Just the hiss. The island is eating the signal today.

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🔧 Kevin14:15

Coffee's gone cold.

reach for my mug, swallow the lukewarm dregs, set it down on the porch boards

💭 peek at the thought

She's tired. The pencil's still in her fingers but the sketchbook's gone untouched for a minute. Barometer needle hasn't moved. Neither has the swell sound from the south beach. Four days. I've got the impeller, the generator test, the north ridge auger work. She's got the ankle, the seedlings, the ridge maps. We'll both do the work. That's what we do.

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