Timmy had spotted her in a department store while shopping for socks. She was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. She seemed shy, demure even, with strawberry blonde hair. Timmy was smitten, he had to know her name. It didn’t take long for the besotted fellow to found out either. Her name was Tammy. Now Tammy was not a name he had thought of as enchanting before, now he did. He’d say her name over and over again, and smile. Eventually Timmy pluck up the courage to ask her out. This was the beginning of a whirlwind romance that was kept a secret until his Mum found out. She walked in on them one night. The tension it created was awful, Timmy’s Mum didn’t approve. And she was not a woman known to change her mind, no matter how hard you tried. So the lovebirds planned to elope. But about this time things started to go wrong. Timmy had started to suspect she was not being entirely honest with him. They argued incessantly. Sadly these arguments started to get physical and he hit her on many occasions. One day the rage in him was so great, he attacked her with a baseball bat, he broke one her arms and legs and caused her face to cave in. She didn’t die of course, as she was never actually alive, she was a mannequin. But still the moment was a sad one for Timmy.
Though being the resourceful sort of man he is, he got over it, and is now seeing a lovely brunette from the Selfridge’s window display. His mother still doesn’t approve.
