14
Jingle Bells
Just the sight of Debbie in the kitchen, humming some rock track as she prepared breakfast, seemingly unaffected by whatever she had drunk last night, made Bonnie feel hungover. She guessed a late night and a single glass of wine equaled a rough night for someone of fifty-two.
‘All right?’ Debbie said, noticing Bonnie. ‘What happened? You get on the lash with those elves?’
‘What elves?’
‘Bumped into Mark, Shaun and Alan in the club last night. Mark said he saw you wandering about.’
Bonnie shook her head. ‘No, he just gave me directions.’
‘Cool bunch of guys. Drink like fish.’ Debbie laughed as she poured coffee and handed Bonnie a cup. ‘You coming out today, or do you have to do admin and stuff?’
‘Coming out?’
‘Well, we’re kind of on holiday, aren’t we? The lads ar
