High Spirits at the Village Inn (Ghosts of Rowan Vale #3)

He wasn’t kidding. We really did buy pyjamas. Rory insisted upon it. In fact, even though we were only in Rowan Vale for another three nights, he insisted that we buy three pairs each.

And not even funny ones either. He said they had to be something that would look sensible and acceptable, even if we were wearing them in front of total strangers.

‘Why would we be wearing pyjamas in front of strangers?’ I asked, confused.

‘Supposing there was a fire alarm at the inn tonight?’ he said. ‘Supposing we all had to wait outside in the car park. Can you imagine the embarrassment of mingling with strangers wearing pyjamas that said that on the front?’