The Supply Boat Arrival
Kevin and Jenny meet at the cottage as the silhouette of the supply boat appears on the horizon.
The rain shifts from a steady drizzle to a heavy, driving down that lashes against the cottage roof. The wind has picked up from the west, carrying the salt-spray of the approaching storm. The tide is rising rapidly, submerging the lower rocks of the dock and making the water in the bay turn choppy.
It's here. Don't get your hopes up, Kevin.
stand up slowly, wincing and clutching the doorframe as I squint toward the water.
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Two days. Barometer didn't lie. Let's get the signal fire ready and the dinghy prepped—just in case they can't come in close.
walk to the radio shelf, flip the shortwave to transmit, and key the mic: "This is Sorrel Island, caretaker Kevin. Supply boat sighted bearing 220, distance approximately four nautical miles.
💭 peek at the thought
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They can see the cottage, Kevin. Just keep the channel open.
limp toward the kitchen table and gather the medevac forms and the seed requests.
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Channel open. Standing by.
set the mic down but leave the radio on receive, volume up, then step to the porch door to watch the boat's approach
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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.