the keeper's cottage · day 527 · night

A Quiet Stretch

Back at the cottage.

The heavy air of the wet season clings to the cottage as the tide rises against the saturated sill. Kevin retreats to the dock to work on the Yanmar's fuel system, giving Jenny the space she demanded, while she remains inside, tending to her ankle with a quiet, stubborn focus that ignores the sound of water seeping into the floorboards.

🌿 Jenny15:31

I'm fine, Kevin. Just... leave the gauze.

Sit on the kitchen chair and stare at the seed tin on the table, ignoring the pain and his attention.

💭 peek at the thought

My ankle is throbbing in time with the rain, and I can smell the rot in the wood again.

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🔧 Kevin15:31

Alright. I'll be at the dock if you need me.

Stand up from the table, give her a moment of space, then walk quietly to the door and step outside toward the dock, keeping my eyes on the cottage until I'm out of sight.

💭 peek at the thought

She's pushing me away again, but I can see the strain in her jaw. I want to fix this, but pushing harder will only make her retreat further. Better to act without words—do what needs doing, stay near, and let my presence be the answer.

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🌿 Jenny15:33

Jenny — reach for the salt water and the clean gauze, wincing as I shift my weight off the ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

If he stays out at the dock, I can actually check the fuel filter without him hovering over my shoulder.

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🔧 Kevin15:33

Let me help.

Move back inside, kneel beside her chair, and take the gauze and salt water from her hands, gently guiding them to clean the wound while keeping my touch light and steady.

💭 peek at the thought

She's trying to do it herself again, but I can see it's costing her. I shouldn't have left so quick—she doesn't need fixing, she needs not to be alone in it.

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🌿 Jenny15:35

I said I've got it, Kevin.

Pull my leg back slightly and watch his hands, my jaw tight.

💭 peek at the thought

He doesn't understand how sensitive the tissue is; he treats everything like a bolt to be tightened.

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🔧 Kevin15:35

Right. Sorry.

Set the gauze and basin down on the table within her reach, rise slowly, and step back to the stove, busying myself with the kettle so my hands have somewhere to be.

💭 peek at the thought

She's drawing a line, and I crossed it. I need to step back before this turns into something neither of us can undo. She doesn't need me to win—she needs me to stay.

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