The graphic was a blue circle with the letters R and C layered on top of each other in white. Ronson Construction.

Amelia was close enough for Leanne to feel a shudder run through the young girl’s body. ‘I’ve seen it before.’

‘Was it on the key ring?’

Amelia wrinkled her nose. ‘It might have been.’

It wasn’t the eureka moment Leanne had been hoping for and when Kathryn reappeared, she was ready to call it a day.

‘I’ll leave you to it,’ she said.

‘Wait!’ said Amelia, returning to her drawing on the floor. ‘I want you to give Claudia a picture from me. I won’t be a minute.’

‘You don’t need to rush. I’m sure you can give it to her yourself, or post it.’

‘We wouldn’t know where to send it,’ explained Kathryn, ‘and there’s no answer from the phone number Claudia gave us.’

‘I could give you her address.’

‘It doesn’t matter,’ Kathryn said with a shake of the head. ‘It would feel like we were imposing. If she doesn’t want us to have her contact details, we should respect that.’

‘But I want to give her this,’ pleaded Amelia, glancing up from her work. To Leanne she added, ‘Please, wait.’

There was an awkward attempt at small talk with Kathryn as Leanne willed Amelia to hurry up and finish her drawing. The composition was of a woman holding a child and, after adding Claudia’s dark hair and red lipstick, Amelia wrote, ‘Thank you,’ across the top of the page.

She was writing something at the bottom when she let out a loud huff and said, ‘Oh, no,’ admonishing herself.

‘It’s OK,’ Kathryn said, leaning over to see what had caused her daughter’s frustration. ‘If you cover up the mistake with a heart, you can write her name again.’ She glanced at Leanne and said, ‘She struggles with Claudia’s name.’

‘It’s not an easy one to spell,’ Leanne said, hoping the encouragement would be enough for Amelia to continue with her drawing and not scrunch it up and start over.

‘Here, I’ve finished,’ Amelia said at last.

Despite herself, Leanne searched the drawing for some hidden message buried inside Amelia’s psyche. Amongst a smattering of hearts, there was Claudia’s name. It didn’t deserve to be next to Amelia’s.

‘It’s lovely,’ Leanne said. ‘And I’ll make sure Claudia gets it.’

Amelia smiled, but her expression became clouded as she glanced at Leanne’s necklace. Leanne touched the silver pendant self-consciously. It was in the shape of a loop that crossed in the middle, like a figure of eight on its side. Lois had given her the eternity symbol shortly after announcing she was moving off the boat. It was meant to represent their friendship.

‘Do you like my necklace?’