Barely any redeeming qualities to this book, I'm afraid.

A flashback story that felt like it was entirely built on caricatures (Australians who end almost every sentence with by calling people "mate", one-dimensional eco-warriors), as well as a protagonist who was somehow entirely oblivious to the INCREDIBLY obvious plot that was going on around her.

Couple that with the on-island storyline that revolved around our protagonist and another non-show character who was just the most obnoxious, entitled, and condescending character, for no real good reason.

Unlike the other Lost novel I read, there wasn't even really a whole lot of fun interactions with the existing show, other than a short exchange with Locke that was quite nice.