Owen suggested selling.
Rachel deliberately said nothing.
Sophie stared at her across a restaurant table.
“What do you think?”
Rachel froze.
“Are you asking?”
“Yes.”
“Explicitly?”
Sophie laughed.
“Yes, Aunt Rachel.”
“Please provide advice.”
Rachel smiled.
“Sell.”
Owen laughed.
Sophie rolled her eyes.
“Reason?”
“Capital concentration.”
“Maintenance reserve.”
“Engines are expensive.”
“You have school.”
“Charter returns are mediocre relative to asset value.”
Sophie nodded.
“Anything else?”
Rachel hesitated.
“You don't need a yacht to prove your father or grandfather mattered.”
Sophie’s expression changed.
Rachel immediately regretted going emotional.
Then Sophie said:
“That’s the part I can't calculate.”
“No.”
Rachel softened.
“It’s also the part that can become expensive.”
Sophie looked toward the harbor outside the restaurant.
“I found Dad's program notes.”
“I know.”
“What if I did something with them?”
Rachel waited.
She wanted to say nonprofit.
Insurance.
Governance.
Funding.
Do not manage.
“What are you thinking?”
Sophie explained.
Not a charity based entirely on Rock You.
That would be financially foolish.
A paid summer maritime internship partnership.
Local community college.
Two boatyards.
A marine electronics company.
One charter operator.
Students rotating through real workplaces.
Rock You used only for navigation, safety systems, and operations training.
Limited.
Not centerpiece.
Rachel listened.
“How many students?”
“Six first year.”
“Paid?”
“Yes.”
“Funding?”
“Dad’s LLC has retained charter earnings.”
“I could seed it.”
“Then grants.”
“Industry partners.”
Rachel nodded.
“That's not terrible.”
Sophie stared.
“High praise.”
“Trademarked.”
Owen joined.
Within a year, the Lucas Cole Maritime Apprenticeship launched.
Six students.
Four graduated the summer.
Two quit.
Sophie considered that failure.
Owen did not.
“One discovered she hates boats.”
“That is useful information before spending forty thousand on marine-tech school.”
Fair.
The program paid $18 an hour.
No inspirational social-media requirement.
No donor videos unless students opted in.
Benjamin would have liked that.
Lucas’s notebook lived in a glassless archival case at the training office.
Not displayed like scripture.
Used.
Pages scanned.
Budget notes marked.
Some ideas rejected because regulations had changed.
Sophie said:
“If Dad were alive, he would revise it.”
So they revised.
Rock You was sold two years later.
That surprised everyone outside the family.
A wealthy orthopedic surgeon from Jacksonville bought it.
Sophie negotiated hard.
Rachel reviewed the contract only after being asked.
Owen cried when the engines started for the final sea trial.
Then denied it.
The new owner asked whether he had to keep the name.
Sophie laughed.
“Absolutely not.”
He renamed it Second Opinion.