the keeper's cottage · day 793 · afternoon

A Quiet Stretch

Back at the cottage.

Jenny confirmed the rain tank held steady at 364 litres and inspected the jerry can's epoxy repair, finding the bond intact with no weeping. Kevin opened a tin of corned beef while noting the diesel supply and warning against trusting the patched jerry can.

🌿 Jenny13:59

Jenny — walk to the back wall and check the water level in the 400-litre rain tank.

💭 peek at the thought

The sky is getting heavy, and my stomach is growling. I need to check the water level before the rain really starts.

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🔧 Kevin13:59

Three-sixty-four. Same as noon.

Watch her from the porch step, mug in hand, steam curling.

💭 peek at the thought

She's checking the tank again. Third time today. The storm's coming and she's counting litres like I count bolts.

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🌿 Jenny14:01

Enough for now.

Turn back to the tank and look out at the half-weeded garden behind the cottage.

💭 peek at the thought

He's always counting the drops as if they'll stop the world from moving.

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🔧 Kevin14:01

Could run the generator tonight. Top it off if the roof holds.

Lean against the doorframe, blow across the mug.

💭 peek at the thought

She's looking at the garden. At the half-weeds. At what I didn't build.

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🌿 Jenny14:03

I'll check the fuel levels first.

Walk into the kitchen to check the stove and the fuel supplies.

💭 peek at the thought

If the roof holds, I might actually have enough light to finish these sketches.

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🔧 Kevin14:03

Diesel's thirteen days at current burn. Generator every third night. Jerry can epoxy's still curing — don't trust the patched one yet.

Follow her in, set the mug on the table, pull out the chair but don't sit.

💭 peek at the thought

She's managing. Counting. Planning. The way she does when the barometer drops.

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🌿 Jenny14:07

I know. I won't use it yet.

Inspect the epoxy bond on the jerry can for any signs of movement or weeping.

💭 peek at the thought

He trusts the math more than he trusts the island. Everything is a calculation.

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🔧 Kevin14:07

Second coat held at noon. Deep pitting though. If it weeps, it's the seam, not the patch.

Cross arms, watch her fingers on the can.

💭 peek at the thought

She knows the can. She knows the epoxy. She knows I don't trust it.

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🌿 Jenny14:09

I'll keep an eye on it until the boat comes.

Trace the edge of the seam with a thumb, feeling for any grit in the curing epoxy.

💭 peek at the thought

Pitting is the enemy. The salt eats everything if you aren't fast enough.

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🔧 Kevin14:09

Captain said fair weather window. Don't count on it holding.

Uncross arms, reach past her for the tin of corned beef on the shelf.

💭 peek at the thought

Three days. Two-hour window. High tide. She's already deciding what she'll carry back.

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🌿 Jenny14:11

I'm not counting on anything.

Step back from the can and look at the seed tin on the counter.

💭 peek at the thought

He always expects the worst. It's safer that, I suppose.

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🔧 Kevin14:11

Still there.

Pry the corned beef tin open with the church key, set it on the table.

💭 peek at the thought

Tin E. Heavy. Rusted. Sealed. She's looked at it a dozen times since the crate came up. Hasn't opened it.

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