Baiting the Hook

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“Wiggle, wiggle, woo. I’ve got you where I want you.”

The boy pinched the perfect earthworm between his thumb and forefinger, held it in front of his eyes, and grinned. He admired the beautiful specimen for a moment before continuing his chant.

“Wiggle, wiggle, me. This is not where you want to be.”

His hook punctured the worm’s head with surgical precision. It squirmed in protest. He wrapped the creature’s long body around the monofilament line and pierced the tail end of the tiny beast.

“Wiggle, wiggle, screwed. You’re about to be food.”

Ritual complete, he cast out his line.

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