The universe has a history of swallowing things whole, and for the most part, nobody ever cared.
Socks go missing all the time. And the bodies that belong to Tupperware lids. Random buttons on sweaters. Occasionally children. Whole cities once or twice, cruise ships full of tourists, airplanes full of bravado.
Sometimes things lost show up again in random places.
A single shoe on a suburban sidewalk, waiting. Hubcaps in treetops. Stray dogs in parking lots. Husbands in hotel rooms with other peoples lost spouses. The bodies of those children, but never the rest of their essence.
The socks stay lost though, and the Tupperware.
Inspired by the prompt, Betrayed.
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