Hanging by the Seam

I squeezed through the cracked bedroom door and spotted a pair of rugged blue jeans slung across the wooden chair back. That sturdy rear belt loop was hanging right in midair, practically daring me to take a leap! With a quick bounce off the braided rug, I sprang up, and my black clip snapped securely through the denim stitch. Snap! The heavy fabric swayed back and forth with a soft swish, rocking me like a tiny hammock. From right here beside the brass rivets, I get the coziest view of the whole room settling down for the night!