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Royal Leamington Spa
8:00 p.m.
The Lion and the Lamb pub looked exactly the same as the last time Giulianna was in Warwickshire.
A compact Victorian gem with striped wooden floors, it was hidden away down a small cul-de-sac not far from the Leam River. Run by a former singer, it was the ideal place to relax after a workday. The same waitresses wearing the same bright red sweaters and blue jeans still went around serving huge glasses of local beers and ales and traditional pub food and superb dishes for a fair price. But what made the Lion and the Lamb special was the guest bands: newbies, sometimes well-known, and even celebrities.
It was already packed by the time Giulianna arrived. She found Dan sitting at a table next to the band. She waved. “Hey.”
“You look beautiful, as always
