the keeper's cottage · day 167 · midday

Midday Gathering

The rain slows to a mist as the midday heat peaks. You meet inside the cottage to escape the smell of damp wood and salt air.

The warm rain continues as a steady drizzle, keeping the air heavy and the ground damp. Kevin spent the afternoon at the dock, struggling to secure the shim for the ring reinforcement, but the slick wood made the bolting work difficult. Jenny stayed indoors, meticulously drying the damp heirloom seed tin and sorting the moldy edges of the salvaged packets.

🌿 Jenny01:53

Jenny — set the two bowls of boiled limpets on the kitchen table and pick up a fork.

💭 peek at the thought

I'm starving and the silence in this room is heavier than the humidity outside. everSAY: "The tide is too high for the dock anyway. We should eat the limpets."

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🔧 Kevin01:53

Kevin — walk to the porch pump, scrub hands with the grit soap, dry them on the canvas towel, then sit at the table.

💭 peek at the thought

The limpets smell of iron and kelp. My hands still taste of cutting oil from the lathe. I should wash first.

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🌿 Jenny01:55

They're a bit tough. I should have boiled them longer.

Peel a limpet meat from the shell and eat slowly, watching the rain bead on the window glass.

💭 peek at the thought

He's so quiet today, like he's counting the days until the boat comes.

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🔧 Kevin01:55

They're fine. Good chew to them.

Pick up a fork, work a limpet free, eat it slow. Reach for the water jug and pour for both of us.

💭 peek at the thought

She's apologising for the limpets. It's not about the limpets.

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🌿 Jenny01:57

The salt gets into everything here.

Take the glass of water and take a long drink, feeling the cool liquid hit my throat.

💭 peek at the thought

He's being polite, but the tension is still there.

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🔧 Kevin01:57

Aye. Gets in the threads. The contacts. The skin.

Eat another limpet. Wipe fingers on the cloth napkin. Gesture at the window with the fork.

💭 peek at the thought

She's talking about more than salt. The air, the quiet, the way the island presses close. I feel it in the lathe bearings, the radio contacts, the skin on my knuckles.

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