On his desk the next morning sat an old notebook he’d found under a pile of receipts. He wrote the three items again, this time with deadlines. The book’s first page read, in a hand that was steadier than the one that had started it months ago: Edge 24 — return monthly. The pier, as if satisfied, kept doing what it did best: turning tides into constancy, and giving a patient listener back the sound of their own decisions.