Two hairs past a freckle

I was sitting with May in the activities room, watching an episode of I Love Lucy. After a while, she reached haltingly toward my thigh. I looked at her and she said, "I just need to see what time it is." I scooted my chair closer to her. She reached down for the hem of my pants, lifted it up, and stared briefly at my ankle. Then she nodded, put my pant leg back in place, and went back to watching Lucy and Ethel.