Anabel skipped down the street as her mothers accusations gnawed at the back of her mind. Her mother was wrong, Anabel had not 'given in' to sin. Just because she liked to have chocolates every now and then did not make her a sinner. Besides she could stop her sugary confection anytime she desired. It wasn't like she was addicted. With a sigh she passed the neighbor hood candy store. Her mint green hair lit up the glass pane as her eyes caught sight of the sweets. She bit her bottom lip. [i] It's not like I need them...[/i]