The tide is at its lowest point, revealing the kelp-covered rocks. The air remains heavy, signaling a storm that never arrives.
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🌿 Jenny04:35
The tank is nearly full, Kevin.
Walk to the back wall and check the rain tank level with the measuring rod.
💭 peek at the thought
My ankle is throbbing and the humidity is making the bandage feel heavy. I need to check the water before Kevin wakes up and starts asking questions.
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🔧 Kevin04:35
Measured?
walk to the kitchen and check the radio on the shelf, verifying the aerial connections are still tight after the humidity
💭 peek at the thought
Good. One less thing to worry about. The storm that's not coming is still eating at the barometer though — 998 and steady means something's holding offshore. Might break this afternoon, might not. Either way, the tank's full and that's done.
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🌿 Jenny04:37
397 litres. We're fine until the boat.
Wipe the condensation off the measuring rod and head back to the porch.
💭 peek at the thought
He's always checking the gear. There's plenty of water for now, but I'm too tired to explain.
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🔧 Kevin04:37
Good.
pick up the tin mug of lukewarm coffee from the table and drink it, then set the mug down and open the notebook to the page with the dock beam sketch
💭 peek at the thought
397 out of 400. She's right — we're fine for water. The boat's due in three days. If it comes. The radio's been quiet on 2182 since the last contact. Need to try Tom's frequency at midday like I said I would. The aerial insulator I filed and taped is holding, but the coax run up the mast took a beating in the last blow.
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🌿 Jenny04:39
Jenny — sit on the porch steps and watch the clouds thicken over the north ridge.
💭 peek at the thought
He's looking at the sketches again. He should be looking at the salt levels in the soil, not the wood.
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🔧 Kevin04:39
Ankle?
step out onto the porch and lean against the doorframe, watching the north ridge with her
💭 peek at the thought
She's quiet. The ankle's bad — she's not putting weight on it, and the red line I marked yesterday's gone past the pen mark. She won't ask for help. Won't say it's spreading. The clouds stacking over the north ridge match what the barometer's doing: nothing dramatic, just pressure building slow. Pocket seven's weeping at 3.2 ppt salinity. The garden wall's weeping. The dock beam's rotted at the spine. Everything's weeping.
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🌿 Jenny04:41
Still swollen. The poultice is helping.
Unwrap the gauze and apply a fresh batch of sea beet and mint mixture to the ankle, then rewrap it carefully.
💭 peek at the thought
He's always asking about the ankle like it's the whole point. It's just infection, nothing he hasn't seen before.
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🔧 Kevin04:41
The line move?
walk down the porch steps and crouch beside her, looking at the ankle without touching
💭 peek at the thought
She's changing her own dressing. Didn't wake me for it. The poultice is helping — her words, not mine. The red line's past the mark. Trimethoprim's due on the supply boat. Three days if it comes. If it doesn't, the metronidazole and doxycycline we have might not cover what's tracking up her leg. I should've keyed Tom's frequency yesterday. Said I would. Didn't.
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