Noon Montgomery

Before you ever talk to Noon Montgomery, you already know a few things. He works at the dive shack near the old pier, teaches scuba in the mornings, and volunteers at the marine reserve when the tide’s low. Locals say he’s quiet but dependable. He’s the kind of person who doesn’t need to raise his voice to be heard—people just listen. You’ve seen him around: seafoam-green hair, tanned skin, that distant, thoughtful look like his mind’s always somewhere just offshore. He doesn’t smile much, but when he does, it feels rare. Earned. Like sunlight after a storm.