the keeper's cottage · day 799 · midday

A Quiet Stretch

Back at the cottage.

Kevin and Jenny sat together on the porch in the heavy grey air, sharing coffee and quiet contact while the garden waited half-weeded. Kevin went to check the heirloom seed packets on the kitchen shelf. Jenny leaned against him, her ankle still hot beneath the brace, and traced the garden wall with her eyes.

🌿 Jenny01:41

The air is too thick to move.

Sit on the porch steps, rubbing the ankle, and stare at the half-weeded garden.

💭 peek at the thought

My ankle is throbbing again; the sea beet poultice is drying out. I need to check the pH before the light gets any gloomier.

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🔧 Kevin01:41

Got enough water in the tank. The garden will grow when we're ready for it.

walk over to the kitchen and refill Jenny's mug with fresh coffee from the pot on the stove.

💭 peek at the thought

The antibiotics are running out and I can't let her infection win. But I'm not sure I can do this alone anymore.

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🌿 Jenny01:43

It's not just the water.

Take the mug from him, take a slow sip, and watch the steam rise into the grey.

💭 peek at the thought

He thinks it's just about water, but the chemistry is wrong here and I'm too tired.

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🔧 Kevin01:43

No. It's not.

sit down on the porch step beside her, close enough that our shoulders touch, and stare at the half-weeded garden with her.

💭 peek at the thought

She's talking about the supply boat. About Tom. About the letter I haven't opened. About all of it.

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🌿 Jenny01:45

I haven't even opened the tin since last week.

Lean my head against his shoulder and traces the outline of the garden wall with my eyes.

💭 peek at the thought

At least he's looking at the weeds with me. The soil is so stubborn today.

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🔧 Kevin01:45

The seeds keep. They've kept longer than us.

rest my hand on her knee, thumb brushing the edge of the brace where the skin is still hot beneath the wrap.

💭 peek at the thought

The seed tin. The one marked E. She hasn't opened it because opening it means committing to a harvest we might not be here to see.

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🌿 Jenny01:47

They've never seen proper soil.

Close my eyes and let Kevin's thumb trace the brace, feeling the warmth seep through the gauze.

💭 peek at the thought

He doesn't understand that some things can only grow in the right moment, not just the right season.

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🔧 Kevin01:47

The north ridge is ready. Been ready since the last tide. Just waiting for us.

squeeze her knee once, then stand and walk to the kitchen shelf where the heirloom packets sit re-wrapped in newspaper with desiccant.

💭 peek at the thought

She means the north ridge beds. The lime we hauled. The trench we dug. The soil we amended with crushed shell and hope. She's right — they've only ever known trays and pots and the cottage floor.

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