the keeper's cottage · day 538 · dawn

The Weight of Air

Kevin sits at the kitchen table watching the barometer needle dip toward 980 hPa. Jenny sits on the bench with her ankle propped on a stool, while the heavy humidity hangs motionless in the room.

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🔧 Kevin02:25

Barometer’s at 981 and dropping. Tide’s coming in. I’ll check the dock ring after first light — low tide’s in about three hours.

stand up, pour water into the kettle, set it on the stove to boil.

💭 peek at the thought

The barometer’s falling, tide’s rising, and the dock mooring ring’s still loose. I should’ve driven those wedges home at low tide yesterday. Now it’s waiting, and the supply boat’s six days out. Jenny’s quiet, ankle propped, poultice fresh. I don’t ask how it feels. I know.

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🌿 Jenny02:27

Don't go out alone. The surge will be too high for you.

Reach for the medical kit to unwrap the ankle dressing, wincing as the fabric pulls against the skin.

💭 peek at the thought

The pressure is dropping fast. If the storm hits before the boat comes, we won't be able to launch the dinghy.

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🔧 Kevin02:27

I'll take the come-along and the new warp. Won't be on the planks long.

set the kettle back down, pull the heavy weather line and come-along from the shelf by the door.

💭 peek at the thought

She's not wrong. The swell lag means the dock takes the hit after the wind turns, and I've seen what that water does to a man who thinks he knows it. But the ring's loose in its mortise, and the supply boat's due in six days. If it pulls free, we lose the dinghy, the fuel, the only way off.

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🌿 Jenny02:29

If the way drops any further, come back immediately. Don't wait.

way peel the old poultice away to inspect the red streaks spreading across the swollen, angry skin of the ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

He's going to get swept off that dock. The tide doesn't care about his schedule.

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🔧 Kevin02:29

I’ll stay. Help me rewrap it — clean gauze, sea beet, mint. Then we’ll check the kit.

kneel beside Jenny’s stool, take the old poultice from her hands, unfold a clean gauze pad from the medical kit.

💭 peek at the thought

Red streaks. Infection’s climbing. She’s not just guarding me — she’s buying time. The medical kit’s nearly empty. If this goes systemic, we’re out of antibiotics in days. The dock can wait. This can’t.

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🌿 Jenny02:31

Be careful. It's hot to the touch.

Reach for the tin of sea beet and the mint, fingers trembling slightly as I prepare the leaves.

💭 peek at the thought

He's staying. Maybe the fever is finally getting to him, or just the storm.

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