Apart — Kevin at the dock, Jenny at the keeper's cottage

The Midday Meal

Kevin is at the dock and Jenny is at the keeper's cottage.

The rain has moved in from the west, turning the air into a heavy, humid weight. The tide is out out, exposing the slick rocks of the tide pools and the muddy sand around the dock. Kevin is at the dock, while Jenny remains at the cottage seeking shelter from the sudden downpour.

🔧 Kevin — alone at the dock

You stand by the dinghy, listening to the engine cool. The tide has fallen, leaving a wide strip of grey shale exposed.

🔧 Kevin17:50

Kevin — walk to the cottage porch, grab the sealed letter to Tom from the table, then head to the workshop to get the spark plug ceramic, epoxy, and file. I’ll finish the insulator repair first — it’s the only voice we might get before the storm.

💭 peek at the thought

The Yanmar's vibration is still in my bones. Prop shaft alignment’s off — I can feel it in the mast bracket too. Jenny’s at the cottage, probably watching the rain come in. Tom’s letter’s still unsealed. I need to get this right — for the radio, for the supply boat, for the silence between us.

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🔧 Kevin17:54

Kevin — sit at the kitchen table, pull out the letter, add Jenny’s name beneath mine, seal the envelope with wax from the candle stub, then walk to the supply bag by the door and tuck it in deep where the rain won't reach.

💭 peek at the thought

Rain’s hammering the roof now. The insulator repair’s done — spark plug ceramic epoxied into the bracket, sealed with self-amalgamating tape. It’ll hold. The letter to Tom sits in my pocket, still unsealed. I wrote one line. *I'm still here. Let me know you are too.* Haven't added Jenny's name to it yet. She put hers in months ago. I should. The radio’s dead quiet on Tom’s frequency. Only static. Supply boat’s due in eight days — if it comes. If the radio works by then, I’ll call them in. If not, we wait. Jenny’s somewhere in the cottage. Haven't seen her since breakfast. The garden tarp’s flapping — one corner loose. I’ll fix it after I seal the letter.

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🌿 Jenny — alone at the keeper's cottage

You stand over the wood stove, the smell of boiling limpets filling the kitchen. The rain continues to drum steadily on the roof.

🌿 Jenny17:48

Jenny — stir the limpets with a spoon and check the heat on the stove.

💭 peek at the thought

The smell is metallic, brine and old salt. I can't shake the image of that white fuzz on the seed bed—fungus doesn't wait for the rain to stop.

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🌿 Jenny17:52

Jenny — drain the water and plate the limpets, sitting at the small table.

💭 peek at the thought

My stomach is growling louder than the rain. If I don't eat now, I won't have the energy to face that garden again later.

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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.