Depressed today but successful at hiding it. Yay me!

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I take my uncle to work every Mon, Tues, Thurs, Fri. He has to be there at 4am on those days. So on the drive back, I'm by myself and I just think about too many things that will never change. The biggest thing that depresses me is that we still don't know what happened to my sister's cats. My hope is that someone took them in and is keeping them as a pet because God knows they would be treated better in someone else's house than my sister's. And now, she keeps remarking that she likes only having two cats, that it's great. And I want to SCREAM at her! I miss her cats so much that I cry almost every day. I scan the neighborhood every time I'm driving around with the hope that I would catch a glimpse of them. Deep down, I feel like they're dead and that someone did something awful to them. The not knowing is what depresses me the most. With those cats being gone, my sister's house has become unbearable to be at. If it wasn't for my oldest nephew, I wouldn't go over there at all. I just wish I knew what happened to them.