He began pulling open the pad and attempted to attach it to the underwear. “It’s backwards,” I said quietly. “And you have to pull the tabs off the wings to make them sticky.” “Oh,” he mumbled, narrowing his gaze. “Damn, it’s like I’m trying to solve a Rubik’s Cube.” His massive fingers stuck the wings to each other by accident, and he peeled them apart before finally getting it to work.
