Rock Dog: The Songs We Sing

Chapter 27 - My Turn

It was time to fly home.

At the private jet section of St Jupiter Airport, the Rock Dog and SwiftyTV crews prepared for departure back to Mengcheng. A month or so of staying in the quaint town of St Jupiter was more than just a vacation; for them, it was an experience for a lifetime.

Thirty minutes before they board the plane, Johnny, Ash and Buster visited the private lounge to bade farewell to the Rock Dog crew for one last time.

"Thank you for having us in the town, Mr Moon," Bodi thanked the koala for organising the concert. "As well as providing us with the perfect stage for the concert."

"Your very welcome, and I thanked you for giving the town such an epic performance. Unfortunately, we could not get the pyrotechnics because of the technical aspects of the stage."

"Nah, we don't need those. After all, our performance matters, Mr Moon."

Johnny took a moment to hug Bodi. "I'm gonna miss you, you small mastiff! Good luck on your journey, Bodi!"

"You too, Johnny. I'll miss you and Ash. You two were awesome!"

Ash also took a moment to shake his paw. "I'll miss having a whale of a time with all of you. It was an honour for us to perform alongside you."

It was about time for the trio to return to Johnny's car. They need to head home.

"Until next time, Rock Dog!" Johnny bade farewell as he, Ash and Buster head out of the lounge, with the Rock Dog members waving goodbye to them.

The Rock Dog members dispersed to make the final arrangements before boarding the private plane. Darma joined Bodi in their final cup of coffee as she read 'Magpie Murders', the final book in the Atticus Pund series.

As she was reading, she found out something. "Bodi, something's wrong with the novel."

The mastiff peered at the book to find out the ending was missing. It went straight to the editor of that book. "You're right, Darma. I'll try to find it for you."

Bodi skimmed through the papers and smiled upon finding out where the ending was. "It was at the very end, Darma. However, I suggest you read through the editor's side of the story. I had a feeling that editor would explain everything out."

Darma retrieved the book from Bodi and peck him on the forehead. "Thanks, Bodi!"

"After all, every event had different stories to tell, just like this one."

Darma was puzzled by Bodi's statement. She wondered why he told her that.

"I researched the author for you. Maybe, it's about time you hear his side of the story. Don't we all?"

Darma smiled at the mastiff. Perhaps, she finally understood the true meaning behind Bodi's words.