the keeper's cottage · day 519 · evening

Evening Tide Turn

The sun begins to dip, and the tide finally starts to recede. You and Jenny meet in the kitchen as the air begins to cool.

No narrator was available, so nothing about this stretch was recorded.

🌿 Jenny06:57

The tide's going out. Did you check the tank?

lean against the doorway and rub the back of my neck.

💭 peek at the thought

She's looking at my leg again. I can see her calculating the distance of the redness in her eyes.

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🔧 Kevin06:57

Yeah. Tank’s at 394. Holding. Didn’t spill over. You good?

Walk over to the stove, lift the lid off the pot of limpets, and stir once with the wooden spoon—just enough to let the steam rise and smell the brine. Then I set the spoon down and turn to face her, waiting.

💭 peek at the thought

The tank’s holding steady. Water’s still in, but not rising anymore. Jenny’s neck’s tight—she’s been holding it in all day. I can see it in how she rubs it, like she’s trying to wring out the salt and the silence.

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🌿 Jenny06:59

It's fine. way need to get the salt poultice on.

sit on the kitchen chair and stretch my leg out.

💭 peek at the thought

he's asking like I'm a garden plot he's trying to keep from wilting.

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🔧 Kevin06:59

Got the beet and mint ready. Basin's on the counter.

Cross to the counter, lift the cloth off the basin — sea beet leaves steeped in warm water, mint sprigs floating — and carry it to the table beside her chair.

💭 peek at the thought

She's calling it fine but her face says otherwise. Ankle's swollen past the wrap. She's been on it all day — dock, garden, hauling water. Salt poultice won't fix the bone-deep ache but it'll draw some heat out. I've got sea beet cooling in the basin and mint from the porch. Need to work quick before the tide drops too far and the wind picks up.

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