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the keeper's cottage · day 939 · night

Night watch and morning prep

The trade wind holds steady through the dark. The barometer remains at 1015. High tide laps the dock pilings. Kevin and Jenny lie in the cottage, the VHF on scan beside them, the supply boat due on tomorrow's high tide. Dawn will bring the decision: whether Jenny can crawl to the north ridge for pH strips, or whether the ankle keeps her bound.

The air inside the cottage is heavy with humidity and the smell of drying sea beet poultice. Outside, the tide is receding, exposing the slick, shifting sands of the sandbar more quickly than the charts predicted. The flat sky is darkening as the clouds thicken, signaling the arrival of the storm the barometer has been hinting at.

🔧 Kevin08:49

Kevin — listen to VHF scan, drift toward sleep

💭 peek at the thought
The barometer holding at 1015 means the boat keeps its window. Tomorrow high tide. Jenny's ankle — the line held today, but she won't make the ridge on it. Not crawling. Not with that swelling. I'll go for the strips if she needs them. The impeller's aboard. That's what matters for the Yanmar. Rest of it can wait.

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🌿 Jenny08:51

[silence, listening to the radio's static breath between broadcasts]

Check the medical kit - count remaining doxycycline tablets while listening for any signal change in the VHF static.

💭 peek at the thought
The barometer's holding at 1015 - that means the boat keeps its window. But the infection... it's still throbbing beneath the poultice. I need those pH strips, need to know if grandmother's seeds can grow here. The north ridge is passable at high tide with barometer above 1018, but we're at 1015. Though the trade wind holds steady... maybe the tide will wait just long enough.

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🔧 Kevin08:51

Twelve doxy. Four metro. You want water?

reach for the tin mug on the floor beside the bunk, hold it out

💭 peek at the thought
She's counting in the dark. Twelve doses doxycycline left. Four metronidazole. She knows the numbers better than I do. The static's clean — no engine harmonics yet. Boat's not in range.

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🌿 Jenny08:53

Yes. Please.

Take the mug, swallow the antibiotics with a grimace, and lean head back against the stone wall of the cottage.

💭 peek at the thought
He's counting the pills for me now like I'm a child in a hospital ward. Twelve left. way days of this if the infection doesn't break first.

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🔧 Kevin08:53

Kevin — sit up, pull the wool blanket higher on her shoulders, set the empty mug on the floor

💭 peek at the thought
She takes them without asking what day it is. Fourteen days prescribed. Twelve left. Two down. The grimace isn't the taste — it's the swallowing with an ankle that throbs to the heartbeat. I should've boiled the broth stronger. More fat. More salt.

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🌿 Jenny08:55

Thank you.

Close eyes, listening to the rain thickening on the roof, and try to map the layout of the garden I never managed to build.

💭 peek at the thought
The stone is cold against my back, but the ankle is a hot iron weight. If I can't get to the ridge tomorrow, the seeds might just rot in that tin while I rot here on the island.

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🔧 Kevin08:55

Rain's settling in. Barometer'll tell us by 0400.

lie back down, pull the blanket to my own chin, keep one ear on the VHF static

💭 peek at the thought
The garden I never built. She maps it anyway — the sensory beds, the windbreak rows, the tide-line herbs I swore I'd plant before the first winter. Eleven months. Half weeds still. She knows every inch of what isn't there. The rain's heavier now. Good for the tank. Bad for the barometer if it keeps dropping.

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🌿 Jenny08:57

I hope it holds.

Trace the edge of the poultice through the gauze, feeling the heatradi from the skin.

💭 peek at the thought
0400 is too late. If the pressure drops, the boat won't come anyway, and I'm stuck with this swelling leg.

google/diffusiongemma-26b-a4b-it

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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.