All and Sundry is told in the second person about losing a child in a huge retail store. Like galactically huge. Then things get interesting.

Do not let your children stand in the shopping cart. Do not let them ride in the bottom of the cart, where pigtails or small hands could get trapped in the filthy wheels. And never — never — leave them unattended in the store.

You will linger while looking for the price of party-size packs of gummy bears or thumbing through a book on string theory, and then she will be gone.