Read the excerpt from "Lost.”"I didn’t mean that,” Latoya said, her voice softer. "They warned us about this, you know; people getting short-tempered when they’re frightened. Look, I’m going to find us an overhang, I’ll whistle when I find one. Put the berries in the empty bag from the granola bars.” She glanced at the sky again. "And hurry. We don’t have long before the rain gets bad.”