Just One Damned Thing After Another (The Chronicles of St Mary's, #1)

by Jodi Taylor

An amazing number of sick people had picked up their beds and walked. People obviously preferred the blazing sunshine to the blazing row I was trying to have – and failing.

The whole building was decked out with medieval banners, strobing lights, flags of all nations, tinsel, paper chains, Chinese lanterns, reindeer with flashing noses, glitter balls, bunting, and very loud music. It was just like us -noisy and gloriously tasteless.

The fire alarms went off. ‘Good heavens,’ he said. ‘At long last. This will make Leon a happy man.’ Actually, there was a much easier way to make Leon a happy man and only slightly less noisy, but probably best not to mention that.