Seen but for a Moment |

Shopping Cart -

Your cart is currently empty.
Upgrade to today
for only an extra Cxx.xx

You get:

plus This issue of xxxxxxxxxxx.
plus Instant access to the latest issue of 300+ of our top selling titles.
plus Unlimited access to 27000+ back issues
plus No contract or commitment. If you decide that PocketmagsPlus is not for you, you can cancel your monthly subscription online at any time. Auto-renews at €10.99 per month, unless cancelled.
Upgrade Now for €10.99 Learn more
This website use cookies and similar technologies to improve the site and to provide customised content and advertising. By using this site, you agree to this use. To learn more, including how to change your cookie settings, please view our Cookie Policy
Pocketmags Digital Magazines
Pocketmags Digital Magazines
   You are currently viewing the European Union version of the site.
Would you like to switch to your local site?
Read anywhere Read anywhere
Ways to pay Pocketmags Payment Types
Trusted site
At Pocketmags you get
Secure Billing
Great Offers
Web & App Reader
Gifting Options
Loyalty Points

Seen but for a Moment

ROSS Tearlaw watched the snow whirling past his carriage window and disappearing into the darkness. He sat in a three-carriage train of rather old rolling stock, which had left Gourock at 16.08 and should arrive at Glasgow Central at 16.49, if it weren’t delayed by the weather. He spent most of the journey going over the notes he’d made at his meeting with the client. At 16.46 he put his notebook away, zipped up his jacket, and put on his woolly hat and insulated gloves.

The train crossed the Clyde and passed the stone piers at the entrance to the Central Station, only five minutes late. As it slowed to a halt he saw a train on the very next line, already full, and about to leave. He was just getting to his feet, when the departing train set off. Distracted by the movement, he glanced round, and for a fleeting moment, as the carriage pulled past, he saw the face of a man sitting at the window opposite him. The face imprinted itself on his memory, for he knew it. But from where?

As his homeward train, the 17.01 to East Kilbride, rumbled through the darkness, he racked his brain for a fix on that face. By the time he got off at Clarkston he thought he had it. It was a face he hadn’t seen for a long time, and he needed to be sure. But as a professional genealogist, finding people was Ross’s business.

Purchase options below
Find the complete article and many more in this issue of iScot Magazine - May 2018
If you own the issue, Login to read the full article now.
Single Issue - May 2018
Or 549 points
Getting free sample issues is easy, but we need to add it to an account to read, so please follow the instructions to read your free issue today.
Email Address
Annual Digital Subscription
Only € 2.83 per issue
Or 3399 points
Monthly Digital Subscription
Only € 4.49 per issue
Or 449 points

View Issues

About iScot Magazine

iScot Magazine May 2018 The one with the Thistle front cover 116 jam packed pages of the best craic in Scotland from the only truly independent pro Scottish magazine.