the keeper's cottage · day 873 · midday

MIDDAY PREPARATION

The sun is hidden behind a flat grey sky, and the air is still as the island waits for the supply boat tomorrow.

The rain has intensified into a heavy downpour, drumming rhythmically against the cottage roof and turning the path to the garden into a slick, red-clay slurry. Inside, the air is thick with humidity, carrying the scent of damp earth and the metallic tang of the Yanmar engine.

🌿 Jenny07:43

Jenny — lean back against the stone wall, shifting the swollen ankle, and watch the clouds darken over the west.

💭 peek at the thought

If the humidity stays any higher, the infection will reach the bone before the boat even drops anchor.

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🔧 Kevin07:43

"Boat's due tomorrow at high tide. Twenty-three thirty window." *(checking watch against radio clock)*

walk to radio and tune to 2182 kHz to listen for supply boat transmission

💭 peek at the thought

The clouds are building fast over the west - barometer's still holding at 989 but those cumulus are turning anvil-shaped. If the wind shifts northeast before the boat can get here, we're looking at securing everything again before tomorrow's swell.

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🌿 Jenny07:45

I hope they have the antibiotics I ordered. And more fuel.

Wince as the movement sends a spike through the ankle, then look at the tin of seeds on the table.

💭 peek at the thought

Twenty-three thirty is a narrow window if the swell picks up.

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🔧 Kevin07:45

"Ordered trimethoprim and doxycycline. Skipper said he'd fill both. Fuel's two drums - one for the Yanmar, one for the generator." *(voice flat, eyes on radio dial)*

adjust squelch on shortwave, wait for traffic

💭 peek at the thought

She's running the math same as me - antibiotics, fuel, the seed order. And the letter from the trust still sitting unopened. She hasn't asked about it and I haven't offered.

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🌿 Jenny07:47

I need to debride this thing before it gets any worse.

Reach for the medical kit, then stop, touching the cold metal of grandmother's seed tin.

💭 peek at the thought

If the boat doesn't come, I'm running out of gauze by Friday.

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🔧 Kevin07:47

"I'll heat water. Clean cloth on the shelf." *(already moving toward the stove)*

put kettle on wood stove, pull clean gauze and antiseptic from medical kit, set out on table near her

💭 peek at the thought

She's been avoiding the ankle all morning. The tin's warm from the stove - she's holding it like it might burn through her fingers. The letter inside is the only thing keeping her from working on herself.

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