I missed the call and there's no return number, but she says she'll call back.
I was just thinking about him a few days ago and feeling that he might still be alive. I imagined that somebody phoned me up.
They're probably phoning up about the churchyard cat though and he's not my cat - somebody phoned up about him before and we went to see 
I feel like I'm going crazy sometimes. My heart is pounding and I keep crying. I can't listen to one of the songs on my iphone because it makes me think of him.
I'd rather we'd found his body than this endless wondering and emptiness.