Excerpt

"He said that Mrs. Creasy is officially a Missing Person."

"Missing from what?"

Thinking made my feet slower. "Her life, I suppose."

"How can you be missing from your own life?"

I slowed a little more. "Missing from the life you belong in."

Tilly stopped to pull up her socks. "I wonder how you know which one that is?"

From The Trouble With Goats and Sheep by Joanna Cannon.

Just a snippet that struck me.