Just before the train took off a young mother and her daughter sat down on the seat next to the man opposite me. The daughter looked to be about six years old and typical for her age she was fidgety. They talked quietly to each other as the train moved along. I looked over at the man and he smiled at me. I smiled back and he tilted his head slightly at the woman next to him then gave a slightly disappointed look. I chuckled to myself. All that effort and your plans are foiled by a six-year-old.

I picked up my book from the bag and began to read...