the keeper's cottage · day 402 · night

Night of the dry season

The lantern flickers as you both prepare for sleep, the sound of the low tide receding against the dock pilings the silence.

The warm rain continues to tap against the stone roof of the cottage, a steady drumming that matches the rising tide. Inside, the air is thick with the scent of damp wood and drying herbs. The barometer shows a steady drop, signaling that despite the dry season heat, a significant weather shift is approaching before the supply boat arrives in two days.

🔧 Kevin12:15

Kevin — blow out the lantern and settle into the bunk

💭 peek at the thought

The tide's turning. She's asleep or near enough. Tomorrow the supply boat's due — if it comes. My hands are still clean from the seed work. Good day's work, both of us.

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🌿 Jenny12:15

Goodnight, Kevin.

lie back and elevate my ankle on a pillow, trying to ignore the heat in the skin.

💭 peek at the thought

My ankle is throbbing in time with the rain; if this infection doesn't break before the boat comes, I'm going to lose the season.

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🔧 Kevin12:16

Night, Jen.

pull the wool blanket up to her shoulder and lie down facing the wall, one hand resting on the bunk edge near her ankle

💭 peek at the thought

She's still hurting. The infection's holding but not gone. Two days to the boat — if it shows. I'll check the line tension at first light.

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🌿 Jenny12:17

Jenny — close my eyes and focus on the rhythm of the rain on the stone roof, counting breaths until the pain blurs.

💭 peek at the thought

He's right there, but I feel a mile away in this fever and the heat. I just want to stop hurting.

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🔧 Kevin12:19

Kevin — close eyes, hand still near her ankle, drift toward sleep

💭 peek at the thought

Her breathing's evening out. The rain's steady — good for the tank, bad for the dock timbers if the wind shifts. Four hours till I need to check the mooring at the turn.

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🌿 Jenny12:20

Jenny — roll slightly away from him, wincing with a sharp hiss through my teeth as the movement shifts the gauze.

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💭 peek at the thought

The rain is getting louder, and I hope the roof isn't leaking. My ankle feels like it's glowing.

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🔧 Kevin12:21

Kevin — roll toward her in the dark, hand finding her forearm in the blanket

💭 peek at the thought

She's trying not to wake me. The gauze pulled. Should've changed it before we turned in.

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🌿 Jenny12:22

Jenny — pull my arm out from under his hand and curl it into a fist against my chest.

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💭 peek at the thought

His hand is warm, but I'm burning up. I can't even be touched right now.

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