Where Are My Pants? Where the lost things go.

“Right, it eats clothes.” Shayla said. “Are you sure you brought the corduroy pants? I haven’t seen you wear them in weeks.”
“Yes. I’m sure.” Gary pulled back and leaned over the dryer door to give her a look. “Just help me check again okay?”
Shayla left the remaining clothes in her basket to help him search the row of dryers.
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Meanwhile in the laundry basket…
“Psst…Did you see Cord?” PJ asked.
“Yep, he made a break for Freedom, right before Gary opened the door. But he made it.” Jean said.
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