As mentioned previously I have been practising with characters recently. Here is another offering as if we have caught this woman in the middle of her life.
On a table sat a quiet timid woman who had done everything in her power to avoid eye contact when she entered. She had spent her time nervously fiddling with her hair and smoothing her clothes down. On several occasions, the waitress had tried to offer her a menu and she had smiled politely and asked for just a glass of water. She spent time constantly looking at her watch. Then restudying it as if she didn’t quite believe what it was saying. She had positioned herself with her back to the wall and she had a clear view of anyone who walked into the dining room. Whenever anyone did she looked up nervously. The disappointment was fleeting on her face when she didn’t recognise that person. Once she had checked the new arrival she went back to smoothing her skirt and picking fluff and stray hairs from her tweed suit. The suit looked old and well worn but there was also evidence that it had been well cared for. She once again quickly looked up at the next arrivals to the dining room.