Lost [lawst] adjective
1. Having gone astray or missed the way; bewildered as to place, direction, etc.
They have passed this particular tree for the third time, of this she was certain. Taking notice of the setting sun, she moaned something about getting eaten by coyotes before successfully finding the campsite. He laughs (but not necessarily at her) before assuring her that their fate does not include becoming a feast for coyotes and that they will eventually find Sam, Spencer, and their RV. She digs in her pocket for her phone for the eleventh time, hoping that she will finally be rewarded with a minimal amount of signal strength to allow for a forty second phone call for help. When she whimpers her disappointment once again, he sees it as his cue to gently circle his fingers around her wrist, give her a gentle smile, and remind her that they are in this (wherever this is) together and that they will eventually make their way back. She doesn't admit it out loud, but she feels just the tiniest bit settled. And as they blindly walk in a direction that they hope will lead them to their weekend home, she's grateful that she has him…amongst the infinite trees, wildflowers, and steadily darkening skies.
Lost [lawst] adjective
2. No longer possessed or retained
Hello, you've reached the voicemail of Fredward Benson. Please leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible. Have a great one!
["Record your message after the tone. When finished, hang up or press 'pound' for more options."]
*Beep*
"Hey, Freddie, it's Carly again. Soooo, it's been about fourteen hours since I left my last message, so I guess I can forget any hopes that you haven't heard it yet. I'll just skip straight to the apology. I'm really sorry for the entire pitcher of margaritas I consumed last night that led to the ridiculously embarrassing message I left for you at 3 a.m. For the record, this was Wendy's fault! Damn her for insisting that I 'loosen up.' Please don't think I'm some pathetic creeper.
I should clarify that I'm apologizing for calling so late and sounding so insane. I'm not apologizing for what I said, which I surprisingly remember. I know…I know at the time, I had a lot of reasons for why we couldn't stay together. The distance, our schedules, the fighting, it was all so much that it made our chances look bleak. It's been a few years, but I'm sorry for not fighting for us more. I'm glad we were able to salvage some sort of friendship, but…Freddie you were the best thing that ever happened to me and I wasn't strong enough for us. That's what I'm really sorry about. Freddie…Freddie, I still lo-"
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