We were having a leisurely lunch in Henley, a sleepy small town on the outskirts of London. As I got up to leave, a little 2 year old girl with golden hair sitting on her toddler chair at the adjoining table smiled at me. I smiled back and she grabbed my finger as I was walking past, much to amusement of her mum and dad. She giggled as I laughed and played along, pretending inability to pry my finger loose, and then she laughed some more as she grabbed my other finger.
‘She won’t let you go, you know’, her mum said.
‘If only she was a little older.’ I replied.
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