Kate had gathered various pieces of the wreckage: a couple of suitcases, one with a couple of Lee Childs books about Jack Reacher, some plane seats, the cushion parts anyway, and various metal pieces. Those should come in handy and one body, a female. Kate had buried her. Nothing else. Maybe in the morning.<br/><br/>The lightening started in early so she went back to her little cave where she stirred the fire and arranged her palm frond mats. After a year, she had managed to scrap out a body sized indention and filled it with seaweed then covered with a woven mat. This made a nice bed. She was thinking of  hand crocheting the seaweed into a coverlet, the rainy nights sometimes were damp and chilly although most of the time it was humid and sticky.<br/><br/>Kate marked another stripe on the wall, this one a hash mark, 365. Hey she had been here a whole year. It was her anniversary. Her body started to shake and tears ran down her eyes. Wrapping her arms around herself, she let herself think back to that day. This trip was her reward for graduating at the top of her class. Florida needed more nurses and she was going to be the best ER nurse Florida had ever seen. The pinning ceremony where Kristie had done the honors for her. Kate smiled. She was glad Kristie had had that last minute change of plans. They were supposed to come on this trip together. Kate wiped the tears from her eyes. Kristie was alive and that was good. She lay down, close to the fire and took out the first book to read by firelight.