Scarlett's POV

"That's why we're playing today like this," Will said, and I turned my face to him. "It's the beginning of the apprenticeship, you're not going to leave today knowing everything, but you're going to get the first kick."

"Got it." I took another deep breath.

"Now I'm going to do the same on this arm, and we'll take it from there," Will commented and began to pass the ropes.

"I hardly feel your touch." I began to describe. "I feel the pressure of the strings when you pull, but when I feel your fingers it's like feeling a brush, or a feather. Soft... It's like watching a painter...