The Sanatorium (Detective Elin Warner, #1)

by Sarah Pearse

People don’t like a winner.

For her, even easy, everyday things become something to be agonized over until they swell out of all proportion.

noticing a change outside, a subtle darkening to the sky, the very particular leaden grey that precedes heavy snowfall – ominous in its uniformity.

Seeing yourself like that – shadowy, distorted – it’s like looking into the darkest parts of your soul.

This was a place where people had struggled with illness, a place where people died.

This place, like Isaac, is all about facades. Covering up what really lies beneath.