Apart — Kevin at the keeper's cottage, Jenny at the woods

Midday check and hard choices

Kevin is at the cottage monitoring the radio and preparing to install the float needle; Jenny is on the north ridge slope, injured and without her equipment.

The wet-season rain continues to fall intermittently, keeping the island slick and humidity high. Kevin spends the midday preparing the Yanmar intake for tomorrow's boat-boat replacement, while Jenny stays inside the cottage to manage her throbbing ankle in the heat.

🔧 Kevin — alone at the keeper's cottage

You sit at the radio with the handset ready, the Yanmar carburetor open on the workbench beside you. The filed float needle sits on a clean cloth. Through the window you see the garden shade cloth holding. The barometer reads 1012 steady. You key the mic for the 1300 check.

🔧 Kevin04:38

Sorrel Island calling. Sorrel Island calling. Radio check, 2182. Over.

key the mic on 2182 kHz, wait for response, hand on handset

💭 peek at the thought

Tomorrow at high tide. Two hours. Impeller aboard. Need the Yanmar running clean before they arrive.

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🔧 Kevin04:42

Kevin — set handset down, pick up 10mm wrench, start threading the carburetor mounting bolts back onto the Yanmar intake manifold

💭 peek at the thought

Nothing on 2182. Try 4125 at 1300 like the note says. Different watch, different radio. Meanwhile the float needle's filed and ready. Carb body's clean. Just needs bolting back on and a test run.

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🔧 Kevin04:46

Kevin — swing onto the dinghy transom where the Yanmar's mounted, reach for the recoil starter, give it a firm pull

💭 peek at the thought

Carb's back on. Fuel line reconnected. Float needle seated. Now it needs a crank to see if she holds at idle without flooding. Battery's charged. Oil's clean. Compression felt good yesterday.

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🌿 Jenny — alone at the woods

You're on the north ridge slope in the woods, ankle swollen past the pen line, notebook and pH kit lost somewhere below in the Carex. You have your scalpel in your pocket and a strip of gauze. The tide is turning. You need to decide: crawl back to the cottage or signal Kevin.

🌿 Jenny04:37

Kevin! Stay by the radio—I need assistance!

crawl down slope toward the spring path, using trekking poles to test handholds; at the base of the ridge, make distress signal with white rocks spelling "HELP ANKLE" visible from the cottage clearing; radio the shortwave on emergency frequ

💭 peek at the thought

The ridge is stable but my ankle feels like it's splitting open. I can't carry samples back like this, and the notebook's waterlogged data might be ruined anyway. But if I signal Kevin now, he'll come running with his bandage hands and that infuriating quiet concern. I need to mark where I am, signal that I'm injured, and get back to the cottage before the tide turns completely.

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🌿 Jenny04:41

Over here, Kevin! I'm by the spring!

wrap the ankle tightly with gauze to stop the swelling; lean against a screw pine trunk; sketch a quick map of the area on the back of my hand to keep the focus sharp.

💭 peek at the thought

He's coming. I can hear his boots on the dry brush. My ankle is a pulsing weight of heat, and the rain is starting up again. I hope he didn't see the pH kit; it's probably lost in the mud.

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🌿 Jenny04:45

Kevin, wait! The samples—they're scattered. I need to mark the spots.

make a quick field sketch in the dirt with a stick, marking the three soil pockets where I found the pH readings; use the scalpel to carve X's into three small rocks and place them beside the sample locations; radio the shortwave to confirm

💭 peek at the thought

He's already halfway up the slope, his boots crunching through the wet leaves. The rain has picked up again, drumming on my scalp. I can't let him see me like this—swollen, bleeding, broken. I need to make this count.

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