the keeper's cottage · day 647 · dawn

The Rising Tide and Rain

Warm rain patters against the tin roof as the barometer holds steady at 977 hPa. Jenny sits on the chair with her ankle propped up while Kevin checks the tension on the water tank lines.

The warm rain continues in steady patters, drumming against the roof of the cottage as the tide pushes in faster than the morning charts predicted, sending small swells to lap over the lower edges of the dock planks. The air is thick with the scent of salt and wet earth, and the island feels restless under the weight of the wet season.

🔧 Kevin12:29

Tank's holding. Overflow's clear. You want the rest of that broth?

Check the water tank overflow line and secure the loose batten on the west side, then pour the remaining limpet broth into a mug for her.

💭 peek at the thought

The tank's full. Lines are tight. She's watching me work instead of the chart on the table. Good.

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🌿 Jenny12:29

Yeah. Thanks, Kevin.

Takes the mug with trembling hands and takes a slow sip, eyes tracking the rain down the window glass.

💭 peek at the thought

My leg is throbbing in time with the rain, and I need the salt in that broth before I pass out from dehydration.

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🔧 Kevin12:32

Steam'll help the fingers. The dock line's next — three-strand from the crate. Splice a proper eye, serve it with twine. South piling brace needs resetting before the tide turns.

Set the mug on the table near her, pull the coil of new half-inch rope from the porch, and sit on the floor to start the long splice.

💭 peek at the thought

Hands still shaking. Not just cold. The infection took more out of her than she'll say. She's not looking at the chart. That's something.

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🌿 Jenny12:35

Don't overexert yourself. The dock isn't going anywhere in the rain.

Leans back against the stone wall, watching his hands work as she begins to sketch the sea much leaf-veins in the margin of her notebook.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always working on the island while I'm just sitting here watching the infection Climb my leg.

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🔧 Kevin12:37

Dock's not going anywhere because I'm fixing it. Rain's good for splicing — fibers swell, hold tighter. You draw. I'll talk you through it if the radio picks up the supply boat.

Continue the long splice, tucking strands methodically, serving the eye with sail twine as the rope takes shape.

💭 peek at the thought

She's deflecting. The dock's listed fifteen degrees since the last storm and the south piling's the only thing keeping the whole structure from walking into the channel. But her ankle's the size of a grapefruit and she's drawing leaf veins like nothing's wrong. Both of us pretending.

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🌿 Jenny12:38

The radio is just static anyway. Focus on the rope.

Shifts her weight, sketching the morphology of a sea beet leaf instead of the waves.

💭 peek at the thought

The boat is seven days away and my leg feels like it's being squeezed by pliers.

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🔧 Kevin12:51

Splice done. Eye's clean. Now the south brace. Need the come-along and the cedar shims. You staying put or coming to hand me the wrench?

Coil the finished stern line, set it beside the door, and stand up to stretch the stiffness from knees and back.

💭 peek at the thought

She's right about the radio. Atmospherics been thick since the pressure dropped. She's tracking the leaf structure — gland density, vein spacing — same way she tracked the infection on her own leg. Scientist to the bone. The splice is holding clean. Three tucks each side, served tight. This line'll outlast the piling.

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🌿 Jenny12:53

The wrench is on the shelf, next to the pliers.

Reaches for the heavy tool with a wince, her fingers pale as she grips the metal.

💭 peek at the thought

If I move, the heat in my ankle might make me sick, but he can't lift that brace alone.

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