christmas lights, strung by hand

“It’s you, isn’t it,” Yaz says, shutting the door to patient room B-1113 behind her. “The Christmas fairy.”Aka the mysterious do-gooder that been flitting around the hospital bedecking patient rooms in holiday good cheer of the sort that definitely wasn’t in the hospital budget, and who hadn’t been caught in the act even once. Until now.“No it isn’t,” Jordan says, muffled through the stack of paper snowflakes in her mouth, hands holding strings of multi-coloured lights. The deer-in-headlights effect is only enhanced by the fuzzy antler headband on her head that hasn’t left it since 1st December. Well, except for surgery of course, after a strongly-worded email from their medical director stating that the hospital, in no uncertain terms, would not be liable for any Christmas baubles being left in a patient’s chest cavity.