She presented me with her backside, wiggling a finger along the bottom of her right pocket.
Huh. "Yep, there sure is." It looked like the seam had separated, which would be a relatively simple fix. I leaned around my laptop to check out this hole a little bit more.
"Honey, I think those pants are finished."
"Because it's not just a hole in your pocket."
|They gave the last full measure.|
That hole goes all the way across the cheek.
I don't think I can patch that.