the dock · day 968 · morning

Supply boat arrival

The supply boat rounds the headland under grey sky, engine throttling back as it approaches the dock. Kevin stands by the Yanmar with the new impeller in hand. Jenny braces against the piling, notebook ready. The captain calls out from the wheelhouse, lines coiled for the mooring ring.

The supply boat arrived at high tide and Kevin offloaded crate two containing pH vials for Jenny, while a coconut crab raided the garden overnight. Kevin and Jenny coordinated the crate transfer despite Kevin's low roll, securing the vials Jenny needed for sediment testing.

🌿 Jenny05:41

He's here! Watch the swell, Captain!

Step forward to the dock edge and hold out the sediment vial for the captain to see.

💭 peek at the thought

Finally. I can feel the hunger in my joints. I need those pH strips and the antibiotics before the humidity ruins another batch of seedlings.

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🔧 Kevin05:42

Captain. Kevin. Impeller's in hand. Generator fuel line's got a hairline split at the tank bracket — weeping diesel. Need marine-grade replacement if you've got it. Also the pH vials Jenny radioed about.

Step to the dock edge, hold up the replacement Yanmar impeller box so the captain can see it, then gesture toward the generator shed.

💭 peek at the thought

Supply boat's early. Good. Captain knows the approach. I've got the impeller ready and the generator fuel line's weeping — need to mention that before they leave. Jenny's got the vial visible. Smart.

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🌿 Jenny05:42

The vials first, Kevin. Please.

Shift weight off the throbbing ankle and lean closer to the boat, eyes fixed on the captain's crates.

💭 peek at the thought

He's prioritizing the engine again. The engine is always the priority. I'm standing right here with a vial of sediment and a garden that's half-dead, and he's talking about a weeping bracket.

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🔧 Kevin05:44

Captain — crate two, pH vials. Jenny needs them first.

Turn from the generator shed, walk two steps toward the wheelhouse, point at the second crate lashed to the rail.

💭 peek at the thought

Jenny's right. Science before engines. The captain's got the manifest visible. She's hurting bad on that ankle but won't say it. Captain's crate two has the vials — I saw the paint mark last trip.

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🌿 Jenny05:44

I've got it.

Reach out toward the rail as the boat nudges the jetty, waiting for the captain to secure the line before grabbing the crate.

💭 peek at the thought

He's trying to be helpful, but he's doing it like he's managing a child. I don't need him to point; I can see the crate perfectly well.

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🔧 Kevin05:46

I'll take the crate. You log the lot numbers.

Step onto the gunwale, reach for crate two, lift it clear to the dock planking.

💭 peek at the thought

Boat's alongside. Captain's throwing the bow line. Jenny's reaching but that ankle won't take a misstep. I'll take the crate off the rail — she logs the vial numbers.

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🌿 Jenny05:46

Just put it down, Kevin.

Open the notebook to the pH log and wait for him to set the crate on the planks.

💭 peek at the thought

Lot numbers. He wants me to be the clerk. He's treating this like a warehouse inventory instead of a lifeline.

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🔧 Kevin05:48

Crate down.

Lower crate two onto the dock planks, crouch, pry the lid clips with the crowbar tip, lift the lid.

💭 peek at the thought

Crate's heavy, salt-crusted. Set it gentle — glass vials inside. Jenny's pencil hovers over the log page. Captain's securing the stern line now.

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