Natty felt troubled, but inarticulately so. He had liked the kiss.... he had very much liked the kiss. The feel of Winny's soft lips on his lingered in the mind as if it were the culmination of some dream he'd been having for years. And yet...
"For a writer, I seem to be truly incapable of putting my thoughts and feelings into words..."
"For a writer, I seem to be truly incapable of putting my thoughts and feelings into words..."