"Well, you're way better at it than I would be, so that's a huge step in a right direction," Kate said, watching Effy with the rope. If it had been left up to her, she probably would have just tied the thing like she tried her shoes and the canoe would have drifted off in the middle of the night anyway. "There's an old fishing net over there, too. Not much use to us, but it's strange, going through stuff that used to belong to someone."

There hasn't been anyone on this island for as long as they've known it's here, as far as Kate knows. But at some point, before anyone of them arrived, people lived here. Their things are left behind and it's only now that they're here and she's touched it that it really hits home. Someone was here and now they're gone and the only evidence of their life is a few ropes and a fishing net. A box with some papers. A few huts. And no one at all knows who they were.