Evening in the Storm
The rain continues its steady drum on the tin roof as you and Jenny retreat inside, the smell of damp earth and salt air filling the small space.
Kevin boiled water and made coffee while Jenny rested her swollen ankle and reviewed her notebook. The night passed quietly with the barometer steady at 1015 hPa and the tide rising.
Kettle's on the stove. Get off that foot.
walk to the wood stove and set the kettle to boil
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Yeah, yeah. Just... let me grab something.
limp to the kitchen table, grab the notebook from where it's soaked at the corner, flip to the page about the north ridge soil stability, then remember the seeds need checking before the boat comes.
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I'm sitting. Just for a second.
sink heavily into the chair, prop the swollen ankle up on a stool, and stare at the tin of seeds on the counter.
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Seeds aren't going anywhere. Your ankle is.
pull a tin mug from the shelf, spoon coffee into it, and set it on the table near her hand
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It's not the same thing.
wrap both hands around the warm mug, letting the heat seep into my palms, and take a slow, shaky sip of the coffee.
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No. It's not.
lean back against the counter, arms folded, watching steam rise from her mug
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I'm just tired, Kevin.
look down at the ankle, tracing the purple line of the swelling with my eyes, and sigh at the weight of it.
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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.