"Ginger Snaps 4: Heavenless"
2. Coffin
The flashlight in her hand illuminated the darkness only slightly, and her eyes followed that speck of brightness to trace the contents of Sam's coffin. Discarded red cups on the floor, next to broken beer bottles. The scent of booze, still hanging in the air, though thin. The corridors up ahead, the inner sections of the greenhouse.
Withered plants around her and the sound of rain gently tapping on the ceiling.
She set her bag down by the door and went in further. She found the back room. The cot upset and his things, a scale and probably some other measuring implements on his rickety desk. The light scanned skin mags by his bedside and gave her a little smile. Typical guy.
She checked the drawer of the bedside to see if there was anything of importance. Found a leather binder. A diary, perhaps? She opened up a random page.
May 12th
Got the black orchid today. If everything goes right, I will have some quality merchandise off of it – it'll take about a year. That's okay. Nothing happens here anyway.
She closed the notebook and cradled it. It felt warm to her touch, but maybe it was just the thought of keeping a piece of him. His thoughts.
She carried it with her out back. She had to have his thoughts with her as she visited the family crypt.
