the dock · day 292 · dawn

The Calm Before the Arrival

Kevin and Jenny stand on the dock as the heavy air hangs still over the grey water. The tide is slowly rising against the pilings while the barometer continues its slow, steady descent.

Kevin and Jenny meet at the dock as the heavy air settles and the tide begins to rise. Kevin prepares to test the Yanmar engine under load while Jenny heads out to inspect the structural integrity of the rotting dock planks.

🔧 Kevin23:11

Ring held through the night. Wedges are tight. But the tide's got another two hours to push.

Lean against the weathered piling, arms crossed, eyes tracking the waterline creeping up the barnacle-encrusted timber.

💭 peek at the thought

She's watching the water, not the boat. The barometer's dropped another millibar since I checked at first light. Tide's pushing harder against the ring than yesterday — the oak wedges are singing under the load.

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🌿 Jenny23:11

It's not the ring I'm worried about. Look at the horizon. The grey is deepening.

Walk to the edge of the jetty and look out toward the open sea, shielding eyes from the flat light.

💭 peek at the thought

He's talking about the ring again. Everything is always about the hardware with him. I can feel the humidity clinging to my skin, the air tasting of salt and static.

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🔧 Kevin23:12

How long?

Turn from the piling, scan the horizon along her line of sight, one hand resting on the knife sheath at my belt.

💭 peek at the thought

She reads the sky better than the instruments most days. That grey band on the horizon — it's not fog. Wind's backing west-southwest, fetching all the way from the continental shelf. Barometer falling, tide rising, wind backing. Classic squeeze.

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🌿 Jenny23:12

Not long. The pressure is shifting. We need to secure the waymar before the wind picks up.

Tuck the notebook into my waistband and turn back toward the cottage.

💭 peek at the thought

The barometer is dropping too fast for a slow front. If the boat misses this window, the seeds will just rot in the tin.

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🔧 Kevin23:14

Dinghy first. Then the radio mast guys.

Stride after her, long legs eating the dock planks, hand already on the dinghy's painter where it's cleated to the ring.

💭 peek at the thought

Yanmar's on the dinghy, lashed to the transom. If the swell builds, the dinghy dances — engine takes the shock. Need to get it off the water or lash it down proper. She's already moving. Good.

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🌿 Jenny23:14

The dinghy is fine for now. Check the dock planks—they look soft again.

Stop at the end of the jetty and kick the rotten wood to see how much it gives.

💭 peek at the thought

He always thinks he can out-run the weather with a bit of fast movement. The island doesn't care about his schedule.

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🔧 Kevin23:16

Port side held last blow. Amidships is the problem. Two planks.

Crouch at the mid-dock section, knife blade sliding into the seam between plank and stringer, levering gently to test movement. Water seeps black around the blade.

💭 peek at the thought

She's deflecting. The dinghy's the weak link and she knows it — saw her eye the transom lashings yesterday. But she's right about the planks too. Sistered the starboard side last month, port side's been holding. The two rotten ones amidships though... tide works them loose every cycle.

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🌿 Jenny23:16

They're soft. We can't trust those two when the boat comes in.

Press a thumb into the grain of the wood, feeling the fibers give way under pressure.

💭 peek at the thought

They're pulpy through. If he puts his weight there, the whole section will go into the drink.

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🔧 Kevin23:18

Got three sound cores from the last repair. Oak wedges, through-bolts. Half hour a plank if the tide lets us.

Straighten, wipe the knife blade on my trousers, sheath it. Pull the crowbar from where it leans against the piling, wedge the claw under the first rotten plank's edge.

💭 peek at the thought

Supply boat's due in two days. If the blow holds off that long, the skipper'll need solid deck to work from. Two rotten planks, rising tide, falling glass. We sister them now or the boat can't tie up safe.

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🌿 Jenny23:18

I'll get the bolts and the hammer before the wind really shifts.

Reach for the seed tin on my belt, feeling the weight of the seeds against my hip.

💭 peek at the thought

He's already working. The air is getting heavy enough to swallow, like wet wool.

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