the keeper's cottage · day 553 · afternoon

Preparations for the Arrival

The sky remains overcast as the tide continues to recede, exposing the rocks near the dock.

The humidity is heavy and the barometric pressure continues to drop, signaling an approaching front. Kevin checks the cottage for leaks while Jenny attempts to manage the rising pain in her throbbing ankle in the stifling heat.

🌿 Jenny17:44

(To herself) Come on, just one more day. Don't fail now.

Stand up slowly, wincing as the ankle throbs, and walk toward the kitchen to check the seed tin.

💭 peek at the thought

The pressure is dropping again. If that boat doesn't come tomorrow, I'm going to lose the tomatoes to this rot.

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🔧 Kevin17:44

Kevin — walk to the kitchen doorway, lean against the frame, watch her check the tin.

💭 peek at the thought

She's up and moving. Ankle's still giving her hell but she's not letting it stop her. Good. The seed tin's been on my mind too — mold spreading while the barometer drops.

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🌿 Jenny17:46

(Without looking up) The humidity is too high. The mold is getting into the beans.

Open the tin and use a tweezers to inspect the white three on the heirloom seeds, letting my hand shake.

💭 peek at the thought

He's standing there again. Does he want to say something, or is he just watching me fail the seeds?

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🔧 Kevin17:46

Let me do that. You sit.

Step into the kitchen, hold out my hand for the tweezers.

💭 peek at the thought

Hands shaking. She's trying to hide it but I see it. The infection's taking more out of her than she'll say. Mold in the beans now — that's the protein store.

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🌿 Jenny17:48

(Quietly) I have it. It's just a few.

Set the tweezers and the tin on the table and sink into the chair, rubbing my throbbing ankle.

💭 peek at the thought

He thinks he can just fix this? He doesn't see how fast the spores move.

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🔧 Kevin17:48

It's not just a few. It's the start.

Pick up the tweezers, pull the chair opposite her, start sorting through the packets methodically.

💭 peek at the thought

Stubborn. But the shaking told me what she won't. Few packets today, the whole tin by week's end if the humidity holds. Need to get the generator running the dehumidifier or find another way to dry the air.

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🌿 Jenny17:50

(Sighing) The tin was damp, Kevin. If the mold gets deep, they're all gone.

Lean back and watch his hands move over grandmother's seeds, feeling the heat in my leg.

💭 peek at the thought

He's being too optimistic. He doesn't know how long it takes to recover a batch like this.

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🔧 Kevin17:50

The newspaper wrap helped the viable ones. We'll re-wrap the rest, seal the tin with tape and wax. Run the generator tonight with the door cracked — pull moisture out of the air.

Separate the compromised packets onto a sheet of newspaper, careful not to scatter spores.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. The tin seal failed months ago and I didn't catch it in time. Grandmother's seeds — tomato, pepper, the basil she swore would grow anywhere. My hands know this work but knowing doesn't fix what's already wet.

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🌿 Jenny17:52

(Softly) The air is already heavy. It's in the stone walls.

Reach for the tin to pull it closer to him, wincing as the movement shifts.

💭 peek at the thought

The generator is low on fuel, but if the seeds die, the fuel doesn't matter.

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🔧 Kevin17:52

Then we give the seeds what the walls can't. Dry heat.

Set the clean packets aside, reach for the roll of self-amalgamating tape and the wax tin on the shelf.

💭 peek at the thought

The walls breathe salt. Always have. Generator'll help but it's borrowing against fuel we can't replace until the boat comes. If it comes. Barometer's still falling.

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🌿 Jenny17:54

(A dry laugh) If the generator sputters out, we're in the dark anyway.

Watch him tape the tin, my ankle pulsing in time with the heartbeat.

💭 peek at the thought

He's going to burn through the fuel for a handful of beans.

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🔧 Kevin17:54

It won't sputter. I'll run it lean tonight, nurse the fuel. The tin holds if the tape holds.

Finish the tape seal, melt wax over the join with the candle flame, set the tin on the high shelf.

💭 peek at the thought

She's not wrong. Generator's got the new diaphragm but the carburetor's still salt-crusted at the jets. One bad pull and we're back to oil lamps. Should've stripped it properly last month instead of patching.

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