<span style="text-decoration: underline">Liliane</span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"If you give me just a minute Liliane, I'll get two girls to help you with your things. They're about your age, and they'll gladly show you around."  </span><br/><br/>â€œOk,â€ the girl replied, and watched him walk away.  She only had to wait a moment before two girls bounded over to her, all smiles and greetings.  Sheâ€™d get her own room?  Wowâ€¦she hadnâ€™t had her own room since they left Auntie Soniaâ€™s house, always staying at hotels or in small apartments.  She was happy, but she would miss her mom waking her up in the morning with a smile and breakfast.  She had to blink back tears quickly, turning away from the other girls for a second to hide her face.  Sheâ€™d have to work on that- she hadnâ€™t needed to worry about her mom seeing her face, so hiding her emotions wasnâ€™t something she had any practice in.  And she didnâ€™t want everyone thinking she was a crybaby, missing her mom even though she was 15 already.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"Liliane, would you like some food? There's plenty of it to go around." </span>Liliane smiled, then, shoving thoughts about Mom to the back of her mind.  Thereâ€™d be time later.  â€œYes, please!  It smells so good!â€  Leaving her bags where they were, she found a plate and quickly shovled food onto it, much more than it seemed the small girl could eat.  But she quickly proved that image wrong, eating all the food on her plate quickly, smiling as she enjoyed the delicious meal, even thinking about grabbing seconds when she was done with her first plate, before discarding the thought- sheâ€™d eaten plenty, and it was enough for now.  Maybe sheâ€™d grab some more in a little bit, but for now, she turned to the other girls with a smile.<br/><br/>â€œItsâ€¦Abi, and Sophi, right?  Sorry, I was really hungry.  The last time I ate was on the plane, and they donâ€™t have very good food.  Do you go to school here?  Are the teachers nice?â€ Her worry was evident on her face as she bit her lip, contemplating mean teachers.