the keeper's cottage · day 371 · night

NIGHT

The overcast sky deepens into black. The air remains heavy and dry, as they wait for the radio to crack to life or for the fever to break the fever.

The rain continues to fall steadily as the water tank reaches its maximum capacity. Kevin focuses on the mechanical mystery of the dinghy's vibration, while Jenny struggles to manage the garden seedlings despite her worsening ankle infection.

🌿 Jenny06:09

Kevin, check the radio again. I need to know if they are coming.

Trace the edge of the red line with a pen, marking the current progress on my skin.

💭 peek at the thought

The streaks are moving fast. If they hit the knee, I won't be able to walk to the north ridge next week.

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🔧 Kevin06:09

Sitting on it. 4075 and Tom's frequency both. Nothing since the news bulletin at noon.

adjust the squelch on the shortwave radio, listening for any break in the static

💭 peek at the thought

The barometer's still rising but the sky's gone wrong. She's marking the infection's march like a surveyor staking a claim. I should key the mic, but the static's been thick as wool all evening.

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🌿 Jenny06:11

Three days. That's a long time for an infection to travel this fast.

Lean back against the stone wall and wince as the brace rubs against the swollen skin.

💭 peek at the thought

If the boat doesn't come in three days, I'm going to lose the leg or the seeds.

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🔧 Kevin06:11

Helicopter's faster. Coast guard out of Falmouth. Four hours flight time if they launch.

set the mic down and reach for the first aid kit, pulling out the last antibiotic blister — empty foil, already used

💭 peek at the thought

She's counting hours I haven't said aloud. The red line's past mid-calf now, tracking toward the knee. Three days assumes the boat shows. Assumes the boat can take her. Assumes a lot.

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🌿 Jenny06:13

They won't launch for a bad storm, Kevin. They need the weather to clear.

Look at the tin of seeds on the table, wondering if I'll even be here to see them sprout.

💭 peek at the thought

Four hours is a lifetime when the red is moving own my heart.

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🔧 Kevin06:13

Then we make sure the boat finds us. Dock's holding. Dinghy's ready. Radio's loud.

stand and walk to the porch, scanning the southern horizon for any running lights against the black

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. Isaias is churning west-northwest per the bulletin — outer bands could hit us in thirty-six hours. Coast guard doesn't launch into a hurricane's fringe. The supply boat's our window, and it's narrowing.

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🌿 Jenny06:15

way keep your eyes on the water.

Press a hand over the streaks, feeling the heat pulse through the whole leg.

💭 peek at the thought

He's trying to be brave for me, but the island doesn't care.

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🔧 Kevin06:15

It's the only direction they come from.

turn back from the porch, crouch beside her on the step, and press two fingers to the femoral pulse at her groin — counting, timing, feeling for the thready rush of a body fighting too hard

💭 peek at the thought

She's watching me watch the water. The leg's burning hot through her palm — I can feel the radiated heat from three feet away. Sepsis doesn't wait for weather windows.

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