the old shrine · day 127 · evening

Evening at the dock

They meet at the cottage as the sun dips behind the overcast clouds. The dinghy is dry to the touch, but they both need to discuss the plan for the supply boat in six days.

The evening heat lingers at the old shrine as the barometer continues its slow rise to 1018 hPa, signaling a stable window of dry weather. The tide is receding rapidly, exposing the slick rocks of the lower tide pools for foraging, while the scent of drying sea beet and woodsmoke drifts through the calm, salt-tinged air.

🔧 Kevin13:17

Boat's due in six. You got an answer by then?

lean against the doorframe, arms crossed, watching her face

💭 peek at the thought

The epoxy's cured solid on the gunwale. Six days until the boat — if it comes. Need to know if she's getting on it or staying. Won't ask twice.

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🌿 Jenny13:17

An answer to what, exactly? That I'm still here?

Walk past him into the kitchen and set the notebook on the table.

💭 peek at the thought

He's asking about the contract, or the garden, or if I've finally decided if I can stand the silence of this place. He wants a binary answer.

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🔧 Kevin13:19

An answer to whether you're on it when it leaves.

follow her in, pull out the chair opposite hers, sit down heavy

💭 peek at the thought

She knows what I mean. Six days, a boat, a choice. She's making it about the question instead of the answer.

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🌿 Jenny13:19

The peppers are in the ground, Kevin. I can't just leave them to the crabs because I'm feeling uncertain.

Lean back in the chair and look him straight in the eye.

💭 peek at the thought

He's so tired of the limbo. I can see it in the way he sits—like he's already halfway off the island.

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