"Mumma!"
Lia is little.
She's just seven.
And she's in England.
Lia remembers when she had heard the conversation of her parents talking about being in England soon for something that involved their work and business.
All Lia had taken from that conversation was that they were talking about being in a completely different country than she lives in and that had ignited the most joy within her, the most anything can within a seven year old.
Lia had rushed to her mother and had sat on her lap right after to ask what they were talking about.
She had heard of England because someone in her class had recently moved there. She knows that it's a beautiful country and also one that looks like cities in pictures, wooden houses.
She's too small to know about the geography of the world but Lia had always been the most invested in looking through picture books of different cities of the world.