It’s quiet, too quiet - always a sign Maya is up to no good.
“How old are you?” the woman barks at us.
The man sitting opposite me is wearing a University of Michigan sweatshirt. I keep looking at it, desperate to tell him that I visited Detroit while covering the 2016 US presidential election and saw Barack Obama speak in Ann Arbor, the campus town.
On my first day back after maternity leave, my greatest achievement was probably buying a suffragette bath duck from the Commons shop as a gift for my daughter.
“I hope we may say that thus, this fateful morning, came an end to all wars”.
“You haven’t missed much…”