The Noon Dose
The flat sky has vanished behind heavy grey clouds as you wait for the clock to strike twelve. The air is heavy with the scent of salt and coming rain.
The heat is heavy under a flat, thickening sky as midday approaches. Kevin returns from the dock, salt-crusted and tired, having checked the south pilings against the high tide. At the cottage, Jenny sits on the porch, her ankle throbbing despite the cooling shade of the 28°C air. She prepares the first dose of the antibiotic treatment, the liquid clear in the small cup.
Noon dose. Doxycycline first, then metronidazole with broth. Wash it down proper.
Walk to the porch where Jenny sits, antibiotics and tin mug in hand.
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I know, Kevin. I'm not a child.
Take the pills and swallow with the warm broth, wincing as the weight shifts on my leg.
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Didn't say you were. Just making sure they go down.
Set the empty mug aside, pull the blanket back over her legs careful-like. Then head for the door to check the dock before the rain hits proper.
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Go check the lines. The tide's coming in faster than the forecast.
Watch him walk away, leaning back against the stone wall and watching the clouds artwork over the ridge.
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