Evening inventory and the letter
Kevin and Jenny sit at the kitchen table under the lantern. The offloaded crates are stacked on the porch. The supply boat's engine drones offshore, waiting on the morning tide. Between them lies the manifest, the antibiotics, and the sealed letter from the trust that arrived with the boat.
Kevin and Jenny shared coffee at the cottage table while the supply boat's arrival loomed tomorrow. The Trust letter remained unopened between them. Night settled over the island with the barometer climbing to 1007 hPa.
Coffee's still warm. Mostly.
pour two tin mugs from the kettle on the stove, set one in front of Jenny, take the other to the table
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Thanks.
Wrap fingers around the warm tin mug and glance at the sealed envelope.
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It's not urgent.
sit down opposite her, blow across my mug, don't reach for the letter
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Everything from the Trust is urgent, Kevin. That's how they operate.
Take a slow sip of the coffee and slide the letter two inches closer to him.
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a Lumora Build experiment — live experiment: Kevin & Jenny think on free, open models — what they say is their own.