the keeper's cottage · day 790 · evening

Evening Prep and Rising Tide

The tide has fully turned, leaving the pools slick and teeming as Kevin and Jenny gather in the cottage to prepare the evening meal and check the supply boat timeline.

The tide is at its lowest point, leaving the lower shelves slick with algae and smelling of salt. Inside the cottage, the air is heavy with the 31°C heat as the kettle begins to whistle on the stove. Kevin and Jenny prepare for a meal while the silence of the island is punctuated by the thickening clouds on the horizon.

🔧 Kevin11:02

Water's boiling. Want the corned beef or mackerel?

set the kettle on the wood stove and pull two tin mugs from the shelf

💭 peek at the thought

Epoxy's curing on the jerry can. Supply boat in three days. Need to check the dinghy lines one more time before dark — wind's shifting southwest.

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🌿 Jenny11:03

Mackerel. If it's still good.

Jenny closes her sketchbook and rubs her throbbing ankle, wincing at the movement.

💭 peek at the thought

Mackerel is better for the salt, but I'm too tired to care about the oil tonight.

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🔧 Kevin11:04

It's good.

pry the mackerel tin open with the church key and slide it across the table to her

💭 peek at the thought

Mackerel tin's sound. Opened one yesterday, no swell. She's favouring the ankle still — antibiotics doing their work but the bone remembers.

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🌿 Jenny11:05

Thanks.

Jenny reaches for the tin, her fingers trembling slightly as she watches the clouds thicken over the island.

💭 peek at the thought

At least the food hasn't gone bad like the rest of my plans.

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🔧 Kevin11:06

Eat slow. Broth's still warm if you want it.

pour the remaining limpet broth from the pot into my own mug and sit opposite her at the table

💭 peek at the thought

Hands shaking. Could be the antibiotics, could be the fever finally breaking, could be the boat coming in three days and both of us knowing what that means. I'll watch her eat first.

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🌿 Jenny11:07

Maybe a bit.

Jenny takes a small bite of the fish, eyes fixed on the steam rising from the mug.

💭 peek at the thought

He's trying to be helpful, but the silence in this room feels heavy tonight.

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🔧 Kevin11:08

Radio check at dusk. Then first light on the ebb for the dinghy lines.

blow across my mug, watching her take another bite

💭 peek at the thought

She's eating. That's enough for tonight. The rest — boat, garden, Tom's letter in the dry bag — can wait for morning watch.

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🌿 Jenny11:09

I'll be ready.

Jenny swallows hard, her eyes drifting to the radio sitting on the shelf.

💭 peek at the thought

If the boat doesn't come in four days, we'll be out of everything.

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