Harpo heard the police car before Arch did. His ears perked up and his muzzle pointed toward the only place the car could enter the pier dock area. A very slight mewl came out of his throat, which surprised Arch. What do you know, in his way the dingo could speak. “Got it,” Arch assured him, patting Harpo’s side…..
Arch Patton It Was 1993 Chapter Eighteen by James Strauss Arch was on hold for the 911 dispatcher, making the most unlikely call he’d ever made in his life. The wait was less than a minute. “Nine one one, what’s the nature of your emergency?” the woman at the other end asked. “It’s not an emergency. I just need to reach Officer Ahi and I don’t have a directory,” he responded, knowing...
Arch knew that in order to get their small band of damaged souls on board the SS Independence, Doug needed to do exactly what he had said he might be able to do. So Arch and the pilot needed to head over to the dock to figure things out. Cyn wisely decided it would be best…..
“Stairway to Heaven?” Arch said, looking intently into Matisse’s eyes. “I don’t like the way you said that. What heaven or what hell are you talking about and what does it have to do with the word Haiku, General DeWare mentioned…..