The Harold Palmer Affair Part VI

[A Cousin]

Yes, Ruth. What is the truth? Hmmmm?

Tan slacks, the iconic blue shirt and the sleeves rolled up - yuuuuuuuumy!

And his back. Back is good too! (C'mon, Ruth, spoon him! )

She’d said that she couldn’t marry him, not that she didn’t want to. Perhaps he was clutching at straws, but surely that was not the same thing?

As NW said, there was a yes in there somewhere.

He scratched at the wooden post with a thumbnail.

The above is an example of the kind of thing you do so well in your writing. This little descriptive action says so much about Harry's emotional and mental state in that moment.