In my case I think the best way to expand upon my character would be to just have her continue her walk through the park. Also I think I would be able to understand this whole character creation process if I would receive some feedback on what I've written. If you have time that is. ))Sunshine glinted through the trees above as Elizabeth made her way down the path. Watching the children playing made her happy, but also a small regret crept into her heart. Concentrating on her studies and then her work, she had no time left to start a family of her own. Now that her parents were gone she was feeling lonely. Her friends from the book club didn't exactly make up for that, though they certainly helped. And yet, she felt that her life would have been better if she had made time for herself. Of course, she didn't regret having helped all those people; every smile that she could bring to another was a treasure in itself; she wondered still if a smile from her own children wouldn't have been worth more. It bothered her more and more with each passing year.
The books, the knowledge were all good and gave you a sense of fulfillment but they didn't seem tangible; you couldn't take them to the grave with you and they certainly couldn't give you a proper funeral. And all those summers of going places and seeing things didn't seem like much when she thought of the children. Maybe I should go help out at the orphanage again; help set up another trip somewhere for the children. They haven't been on a trip in a long time. They would like that, the old woman thought and her whole face brightened remembering those happy little faces.
Turning round at a fountain she made her way home, not really seeing where she was going. Before her eyes played the details of the trip and plans to get some of her friends from the club to be on the committee again. Of course, they would never agree to such a thing without a lot of persuasion but Miss Raeven thought it did them good to get out with the children once a month.
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