the keeper's cottage · day 871 · night

Shelter from the storm

You and Jenny meet inside the cottage as the rain turns into a downpour. The wind howls through the roof gaps.

Kevin and Jenny shared coffee at the kitchen table, acknowledging the supply boat will likely be delayed by the building storm. They agreed to plan for a seven-day wait and discussed the antibiotics they hope arrive with it.

🌿 Jenny06:21

The boat isn't making it in three days if this keeps up.

Lean heavily on the kitchen table, clutching my swollen ankle and wincing at the movement.

💭 peek at the thought

My ankle is throbbing in waves, and this humidity is making the infection feel like liquid fire.

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🔧 Kevin06:21

Agreed. We'll plan for seven.

pour two mugs of coffee from the kettle on the stove, set one on the table within her reach

💭 peek at the thought

She's right. Barometer's rising but the wind's still northeast — swell lag means the harbour mouth'll be white water for days after the pressure turns. Three days was always optimistic.

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🌿 Jenny06:23

I hope they have the antibiotics this time.

Reach for the mug with shaking hands, eyes fixed on the steam rising from the surface.

💭 peek at the thought

Seven days is a long time to wait with my leg rotting off and the roof leaking.

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🔧 Kevin06:23

They'll have them. Captain said medical stores were restocked in Portsmouth.

sit opposite her at the table, wrap both hands around my own mug, let the warmth bleed into my fingers

💭 peek at the thought

The shaking's the fever, not the cold. Four doses of doxycycline left, two metronidazole. If the boat doesn't land, we stretch what we have. She knows the math.

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