16th November 2015
I know I haven't updated this for a while.
There hasn't been much to say, at least nothing I felt ready to put into words.
Sarah and I have stayed in touch. We meet every few weeks, usually for coffee, sometimes just to sit and talk.
And there are more of us now.
Five families altogether.
Five completely different people who disappeared on the same date. A few that mentioned Site 42.
One was an engineer. One worked in administration. Another had recently left university. We don't know much about the other two yet.
Their families have all been told different things.
One was told their daughter might have left voluntarily. Another was told there was insufficient evidence of a crime. Sarah keeps being told the investigation is ongoing.
We've started sharing information, carefully. Nobody wants their private family business spread around the internet.
It's difficult because some days we want to talk about nothing but the disappearances, and other days we can't bear to mention them.
We met at a little community hall last weekend.
Someone brought biscuits. Somebody made tea. We spent the first half-hour talking about the weather because none of us knew how to begin.
Eventually we put photographs of our missing loved ones on the table.
I don't think I'll ever forget that sight.
Five faces.
Five families waiting.
We still don't know whether there's a connection.
But at least we're not waiting alone anymore.
