*The terrific tale of Timmy Tan and his quest to become a man* PART 2

Timmy stepped down from the table.
He removed his shoes and stepped outside, the enchanting tune of the whistling worms filled his small ears.

"Don't be gone too long Timmy-me-lad, your brother needs you to read him his beddytime story!"

Timmy's gaze drifted lazily over to Jimmy, a crow had perched on his head and was sucking his brain out of his head like spaghetti.

"Ok ma" the words squeezed slowly out of his mouth like pus.

Timmy wandered into the woods, a shovel in one hand, his collection of huckleberries in the other. The sun rose in the sky, stretching Timmy's shadow across the land. It promptly set again and Timmy began digging.
Digging for what, nobody asks?
Well.
He was quite simply.
Digging for THE TRUTH!
and worms, because he collects worms.