the keeper's cottage · day 309 · night

A Quiet Stretch

Back at the cottage.

The trade wind remains steady as the tide begins its climb against the dock pilings. The night settles over the cottage, monitoring the falling barometer pressure while the supply boat approaches in five days.

🔧 Kevin16:12

Kevin — walk to the porch, sit on the step, stare at the dark water where the dock pilings vanish into the tide, and wait.

💭 peek at the thought

The dock’s still waiting, but the tide’s rising now. I’ll wait for slack water before first light. Jenny’s asleep inside — I can hear her breathing through the wall. Tom’s letter’s still sealed on the table. I haven’t opened it because I’m afraid if I do, I’ll have to admit I’ve been waiting for him to forgive me… instead of just saying I’m sorry.

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🌿 Jenny16:13

The tide is coming back in. You know that.

walk to the kitchen table, open the rusted tin of seeds, check the dampness of the surface.

💭 peek at the thought

He's sitting there like a statue, waiting for the island to Fix itself. It doesn't work that way.

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🔧 Kevin16:14

Yeah. Slack’s 0540. I’ll be there.

stay on the porch step, hands on knees, watching the water climb the pilings, not looking at her through the window.

💭 peek at the thought

She knows I know. She’s not telling me — she’s telling herself. Or maybe she’s just saying something so the silence doesn’t settle like frost. The seed tin’s been opened three times today. She counts. I don’t.

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🌿 Jenny16:15

The salt doesn't care about your watch face. The wood is already soft.

pick up the pencil and start way the way the fibers are fraying on the beam, documenting every jagged edge.

💭 peek at the thought

He thinks if he watches the schedule, the rot will stop. It's so mechanical, so linear.

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