Night Day 364
The air grows thick and humid as the temperature begins to drop. You and Jenny sit inside, listening to the wind pick up the eaves.
Night deepened over the cottage as the barometer held steady at 978 hPa. Kevin and Jenny reviewed the medevac forms one last time before turning in, the weight of the evacuation offer and the coming supply boat settling between them like a third presence.
It's getting louder. Do you think the shutters will hold this time?
Lean back against the chair, gingerly lifting the left ankle to check the skin for any new heat.
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Shutters held Force 8 last winter. It's the dock pilings I'm watching. Greenheart's singing under load already.
walk to the kitchen window and press my palm against the glass, feeling for vibration in the frame
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The pilings aren't going anywhere, Kevin. But the barometer is still low.
Reach for the medevac forms on the table and slide them a few inches toward him.
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The forms don't change the tide window.
pick up the medevac forms, read the coordinates line once more, then set them face down on the radio shelf
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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.