Mind the Gap (Part 3)


This is the final installment in a series of vignettes inspired by travelers of the London Underground.

Somewhere Else

His round glasses slip down his nose and he pushes them back into place with one finger.  He turns the page in his battered copy of The Three Musketeers and plunges further into a world filled with more interesting characters than himself.

There’s a hole in the sleeve of his brown tweed jacket and his hair is thin on the crown of his head.  He can’t recall the last time he was noticed or regarded as anything more than a man who sits alone.  Athos, Aramis, and Porthos keep him company, but cannot save him.

His silence screams, but goes unheard.

– – –


I try to blend in, but I’m never sure if they know my home is much further than the train goes.  My touristy map is safely hidden in my purse and I page through the London Evening Standard with the same interest as everyone else.  As long as I don’t speak with my foreign accent, maybe they’ll assume I’m part of the club. The woman next to me shifts in her seat.  She glances at my sneakers and notices my hoodie.

My story is anyone’s guess.

c.b. 2011


22 thoughts on “Mind the Gap (Part 3)

    • I never looked at the picture from that perspective, but I can definitely see it! I took this shot over the summer because its the station I went in and out of every day. 🙂

      I’m glad you liked the ending . . . I fought with my muse over it for a while. 🙂


  1. From your personal vignette, the details of sneakers and hoodie, I guess that you are young, but not too young because you are reading a newspaper. The woman next to you may be a writer gathering details to write a vignette about this woman on the subway, Underground.


  2. Strangers always fascinate me – and I love just observing people and listening to conversation. I’m also digging the ending to the one about yourself! What do you think the man was screaming about, though? It sounds to me like a plea for affection – he seemed lonely.


  3. This has been my favorite series of yours so far. I could picture every character as written except for Somewhere Else. For some reason, this is the only one where the description doesn’t fit my mental image, nit sure why though. 🙂


    • He was an interesting fellow and very English (and I mean that in the best possible way). I had the hardest time figuring him out and I guess that shows in the writing. He almost seemed like a man trapped in the past.


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