Shannon bounced on her toes, trying to see over the tops of the head's of her fellow train travellers. It didn't help that she was TINY, and barely came to the shoulder of the girl in front of her. So getting a view down the other end of the queue was probably beyond her, but it didn't stop her trying. One foot, then the next, getting higher and higher each time, until she was springing up and down like a newborn lamb, her newly bought cloak billowing around her.

She was so excited! And hungry. Her mummy had put some snacks in her bag, but she'd eaten those before the train had even started moving, and now her stomach was grumbling. So if those tall people could just kindly hurry up and buy their stuff, she would be very happy. And filled. With sweets. Lots of sweets. As many as the handful of coins she had would buy her. Once the trolley lady had counted it out, because she had no clue how much she had.