All I Have to Do Is Dream––––––––
The Loggerheads pub
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The Loggerheads was packed. It was a big night for Harry and his Midnight Roses, now he had the two sisters in the line-up. The band hadn’t played in public yet with the new singers so there were still questions to be answered about whether they were good. They’d sounded good in rehearsals. No; more than that, they’d sounded great and he could see them now, on the hit parade, both girls tall in platform shoes, eyes panda-lined with kohl.
They were on in ten minutes and, although Marilyn was gliding around the room with a drink in her hand, glowing with the attention she was getting from the waiting crowd, there was no sign of Angela. Marilyn didn’t exactly look much like Harry’s kohled vision of a star but she did look stun
