the keeper's cottage · day 678 · night

Evening Meal

The trade wind remains steady as you sit at the table, the sound of the rising tide lapping against the dock outside.

Kevin and Jenny spend the evening inside the cottage as the onshore breeze picks up. Kevin attempts to diagnose the generator's persistent vibration while Jenny organizes her notes and prepares for the upcoming supply boat arrival.

🌿 Jenny02:53

Is there any water left?

Reach for the water measuring cup on the counter.

💭 peek at the thought

My stomach is growling again, and I'm too tired to even stand up for the tin of biscuits.

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🔧 Kevin02:53

Plenty. Tank's at three-eighty-five, maybe three-eighty. What d'you need?

glance at the tank gauge on the back wall, then push back from the table and stand

💭 peek at the thought

The tank was at 385 litres this morning. I haven't drawn much since — just the kettle and the ankle soak. Should be plenty, but I'll check the gauge anyway.

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🌿 Jenny02:55

Just a glass. And maybe some of those biscuits.

Take the measuring cup and walk toward the sink.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always standing, and I feel like my legs are made of lead today.

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🔧 Kevin02:55

Biscuits are on the top shelf. Left side. Watch the step.

turn toward the shelf, reach up, and pull down the dented tin, setting it on the table near her mug

💭 peek at the thought

Biscuits. The tin's on the shelf above the stove. Might be two left, might be crumbs. She's favouring the ankle still — saw her limp from the porch.

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🌿 Jenny02:57

Thanks.

Fill the measuring cup with water from the tap.

💭 peek at the thought

He thinks I'm going to trip over my own feet. I'm just tired.

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🔧 Kevin02:57

Kevin — lean against the stove, arms folded, watching the steam curl from her mug as she drinks

💭 peek at the thought

She's quiet tonight. More than usual. The ridge walk took something out of her — or she's still turning over what she saw up there. The fracture's widening. She knows what that means for the garden, for the cottage footings.

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🌿 Jenny02:59

The north ridge is really coming apart.

Open the tin and take a biscuit.

💭 peek at the thought

He's just standing there watching me like I'm a specimen.

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🔧 Kevin02:59

How far back this time?

reach for the tin, break a biscuit in half, and eat the smaller piece in two bites

💭 peek at the thought

She's been saying that for weeks. Each storm takes another bite. The Carex transect markers are gone — she told me yesterday. The soil's lubricating on that clay layer. One good saturation and the whole face lets go.

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