Snippet from Sin Full

A snippet from

Sin Full

by Nella Warrent


A young woman stood at the foot of her father’s bed and looked down at the frail form of the man that once bounced her on his strong knee. “Are you sure this is what you want? We can still cancel.” He gave his daughter a soft smile and shook his head. He wanted to do it. He was little more than a breathing skeleton at that point and knew his time was limited. It had to be done and he wanted it done before he took his last gasp of air. “Okay, Daddy.”

“I will not be a part of this travesty. You should be ashamed of yourself for even considering this ridiculous charade,” hissed his wife, the young lady’s step-mother. She stood in the doorway with her arms crossed disapprovingly over her chest and her nose so far up in the air that if it rained, she would drown. The young woman instantly prayed for rain.

“No one said you had to stay. Go!” she barked back. The one and only benefit of her father’s passing would be the dismissal of the bottom line bimbo. Her young stepmother could smell a nickel in a child’s pocket and could con them out of it in no time at all. “I have things to do before he or she or whatever gets here. So, if you are gonna go, then go. Now.” Her bitter step-monster huffed then disappeared down the hallway. “Okay, Daddy, I have to follow these instructions that Mr. Hayes gave me,” she mumbled as she picked up the envelope that contained detailed instructions on what to do. With it came a box she had not yet opened in fear that a snake or a chicken would pop out. She lifted the box gingerly from the table and gave it a gentle shake to see if it clucked or hissed. No animal sounds emanated, but it was clear that there were a few items in the box. She set the box back down on her father’s dresser and tore open the lid. Within the cardboard confines were three white candles, a simple glass bowl, a container of sea salt, two wooden dishes, a small compass, a small envelope, and a brown paper sack which contained, what looked like bread. The envelope held a small silver coin. She rolled it around in her hand and examined both sides. It was just a coin, simple as that. She placed it back in the envelope then back in the box. She held the envelope with the instruction in her hands and debated whether or not to actually go through with this. Her eyes reached her fathers who watched her intently. She gave him a gentle smile then tore open the envelope, pulled out the two sheets of paper then began to read.  As she read the detailed instructions she looked at each item in the box as she went. She moved about the room fulfilling the requirements as she went. She pushed her father’s hospital bed into the middle of the room and poured a circle of sea salt around it. She took the glass bowl and filled it with water then, using the compass provided, placed it at the Northernmost point of the circle of white. The three white candles took their places at South, East, and West. She lit the candles in a clockwise revolution around her father. He watched as she performed each task. She placed a kiss on her father’s forehead, “I have a few things to do outside of your room, but I will send in your nurse, Okay?” He nodded consent then she left the room. The young woman caught up with her father’s nurse and asked her to sit with him while she did a few things and asked that she not disturb the salt that circled the bed. The nurse gave her a rather distasteful look but did as she was asked. With the knowledge that her father was cared for, she continued with her tasks. She found a simple chair and carried it toward her father’s room. She set the chair in front of the wall facing his room. There was to be no clear line of sight from the chair to her father. She then went and collected the two wooden bowls from the box in her father’s room. Per the ‘to do’ list, she washed the dishes and dried them. Then she waited. It was only 10:15 and the sin eater person wouldn’t be there for another thirty minutes, so she paced. She walked from window to window wondering if she was doing the right thing.

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Author: Ticia Rani

I am...interesting. I am a writer, dreamer, mom, wife, veteran, friend, villain, and the wearer of many hats, but I don't look good in hats- go figure. I LOVE TO WRITE. I want to tell stories. I want to make you laugh, cry, and scare the crap out of you, and make you ask "why the hell did you do that?" I want to make you cheer my characters on or want to shake the crap out of them for things they say and/or do. I want to bring you along for the ride. Ready? Set?...READ!!!

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