You were 5 years old, just arriving at a new preschool, having traveled to England from your home country.

You sat down in one of the empty seats in the room as kids younger and older than you ran past, playing.

A girl sat down it the seat next to her, she had a nice smile. And a funny accent. She hugged you, beaming. “Hello, my names Millie!” She appeared to be about your age.