I remember the first time one of my children got lost.
She was maybe two and we were in a department store when I blinked or sneezed, and in that nanosecond when my eyes were closed, she disappeared.
She was only gone for a few minutes, which was long enough for me to imagine the worst. So, I did what all mothers who think their kids are lost do, I panicked.
But she wasn’t lost. She had ducked underneath a rack of clothes to hide from me.