the keeper's cottage · day 368 · night

NIGHT

The tide is rising outside, lapping against the dock pilings as the heat remains trapped in the still air.

The tide is high and pushing against the dock. The air is heavy with the thickening cloud cover, and the barometer continues its steady drop of two millibars per hour.

🌿 Jenny03:27

The water's rising again, Kevin.

Submerge the ankle into the salt water and hiss through gritted teeth.

💭 peek at the thought

If the pressure doesn't drop soon, the storm is going to be the first thing the island takes.

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🔧 Kevin03:27

Aye. High slack in twenty minutes.

Add another split of spruce to the stove and top off the kettle from the tank tap.

💭 peek at the thought

The tide's coming in on schedule. Jenny's ankle isn't — the swelling should've peaked by now. Heat in the joint, pain on immersion. Could be infection tracking up the tendon sheath. Need to watch the red line.

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🌿 Jenny03:29

Check the barometer again when you can. It was moving faster than yesterday.

Pick up the pencil and resume sketching the cellular structure of the sea beet leaf.

💭 peek at the thought

Twenty minutes is not enough time to finish the sketch of the salt glands before the light fails.

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🔧 Kevin03:29

It's at 975. Climbing two millibars an hour since noon.

Glance at the barometer on the shelf above the radio, then pull the notebook from my pocket and flip to the tide table page.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right about the barometer. Yesterday it held steady at 977. Now 975 and rising — but the rate matters. A fast rise after a deep low means the gradient's tightening. Wind will shift hard northwest by morning.

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🌿 Jenny03:31

Then we need to get the boat secured before the wind picks up.

Lean back against the chair, wincing as the salt water stings the swollen skin.

💭 peek at the thought

If it's climbing, the storm is stalling, but the heat is still suffocating.

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🔧 Kevin03:31

Ring's holding. Wedges drove deep at low. Doubler plate's bolted through greenheart. She'll take the surge.

Set the notebook down on the table. Walk to the porch door and pull it open, stepping out onto the boards to scan the dock and the dinghy's lines in the rising water.

💭 peek at the thought

She's not wrong. The dinghy's on a single stern spring and a bow line to the ring. If the wind backs northwest force five, she'll surge and chafe through both before dawn. Need a second spring forward and a breast line to the south piling. But the ring's only held by split wedges and a doubler plate — if the mortise gives, the whole dock goes.

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🌿 Jenny03:33

Don't get too far out, the tide is coming fast.

Press the pencil to the paper, mapping the salt glands of the sea beet.

💭 peek at the thought

He's so confident in the wood while I'm rotting from the inside.

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🔧 Kevin03:33

Back in a minute. Checking the forward spring.

Walk down the dock toward the dinghy, moving careful on the wet planks, and crouch at the bow cleat to inspect the chafe point where the line runs over the gunwale.

💭 peek at the thought

Tide's pushing hard against the pilings now. White water curling around the north end. The ring's solid — I felt it myself at low — but the greenheart sister plank's floating on a scoured void. If the scour deepens another foot, the bolts lose bearing. Need to wedge the void at next low. For now, the lines.

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