Mischief at Midnight (Knight's Haddon: Book 2)

How was your holiday?’
‘Brillopad. Yours?’
‘Topsical. Except we got snowed in for New Year.’
‘That sounds fun.’
‘Not really. We were meant to go to Paris.’
‘Tant pis Paree! France is boring. Look at Sally’s tan – she went to Jamaica.’
Sally made a face. ‘It felt weird being on the beach in January. I wished we’d gone skiing.’
There was a murmur of sympathy through the dormitory.
Everyone agreed that skiing beat the beach at New Year – everyone except Edie, who sat on her bed saying nothing. She hated the first afternoon of term, when the holiday conversations had to be got through.
‘Where did you go, Edie?’ Alice asked.
I went to Folly Farm, to my cousins,’ Edie said, hoping she wouldn’t be asked to expand.
‘Better than staying with Fothy, I expect?’ said Sally.