Hi everyone...ok it's been a while, but here is a brand new story...it proves to be a long one with lots of twists and turns. So make sure you have your tissues handy and stick around. As always please review. It is such an encouragement and I value what you think...
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Bo Duke had never been one to follow directions. Tonight was no exception. It had been a productive day- despite the fact that Bo hated being on his own- and on his own he was.
Jesse had been at the farm only long enough to do the morning chores with Bo before taking off again. Old Mr. Jenkin's farm had been hit hard in the last spring storm. Good neighbor as he was, Jesse had gone to help repair the damaged barn doors and clean up the fallen limbs around the yard. Daisy was off having a girls' weekend with some friends and Luke was acting as substitute chief mechanic for a racing buddy in Indianapolis, his own having had a family emergency that took him away just before a big race. Luke had hated to leave the farm, what with getting ready for planting and all, but the money he would earn would help the Duke's out of a pinch; besides, he owed his buddy a favor. So, taking the General Lee with him, he had left the farm with the plans to return six weeks later with his wallet fuller.
Bo meanwhile had had to resort to borrowing a loaner from Cooter. Normally, he wouldn't mind giving up the General. Of course, normally Luke would only be gone for a weekend at the most…and normally the two would have parted on better terms…
"Dang it Bo! Will ya listen t' yerself! Ya ain't even makin' sense!" pleaded Luke as he packed his suitcase.
"Oh, I'm makin' sense! I'm makin' plenty of sense!"
"Bo, I don't even like Becky Sue…"
"Oh sure you don't…an' I spose it's just a big coincidence that the day after she calls it off with me I catch her kissin' on you!" yelled Bo, his voice etched with hurt.
"She was tellin' me goodbye…that's all…b'sides she ain't my type."
Bo scoffed. "Like that ever stopped ya before!"
Luke glared at his cousin. "Just what's that s'posed t' mean?"
Bo met his glare. "You know dang well what it means…"
Luke was shaking with anger but he bit his lip and continued packing, knowing if he let himself speak he would say things he'd regret.
Bo never had learned the art of thinking before he spoke. "Truth hurts don't it cousin? An' we all know if you can have somethin' that was mine, makes it even better don't it?!"
"Bo, do us all a favor an' shut up," said Luke in a low voice.
"Oh, I'll do better than that!" He fished the keys from his pocket and whipped them at Luke taking pleasure in the fact that he knew that as hard as he threw them it had to hurt a little when they hit his arm. "Ya took my girl…take my car too…or maybe you'd like my money?" He dug out his wallet. "Here…" He threw a couple dollars at him.
Luke rolled his eyes as he picked up the keys and rubbed his arm ruefully. "You done with yer little temper tantrum yet? I swear if ya at least once acted yer age I think I'd faint. I'm glad I'm leavin'…"
Bo shook his head. "Then go."
Luke frowned. "What?"
Tears glistened in his eyes. "Just go…by the time you come back, I'll be outta yer hair…"
Luke hid a smile. "You say that every time Bo... an' yer always here…"
"I mean it this time…."
"Sure ya do..." Luke shook his head.
"You'll see…"
Luke smirked. "There's always hope I guess…"
He meant it as a joke, but Bo took his words as anything but… he had rushed out of the house and did not return, until he was sure Luke had left for Indiana. When he did come, his eyes were red with crying but he kept to himself, not choosing to answer Jesse's questions as to his whereabouts. He hadn't talked to Luke since.
Now Bo was in Atlanta. He had left shortly after Jesse, having been commissioned to go to the specialty shop there and pick up a new cooling unit for Boss Hogg's Rolls. With that successful shopping trip under his belt, Bo had loitered around town for a while having intended on enjoying himself while he was there…maybe even take in a show. But it wasn't the same as doing the things with Luke and he soon gave up the idea and headed for home.
He was singing along with the radio, well on his way, when he happened to see a petite blond kissing a dark haired man on the street. He did a double take, before realizing that it wasn't Becky Sue with Luke. "Snap out of it Bo…" he told himself shaking his head a little. The damage had already been done, as he soon found himself in an unfamiliar and very bad part of the city. Night had fallen quickly and in this particular part of town, there weren't many businesses still open, save for a few local bars that broke the night silence with the loud country music echoing from within or an occasional store with security bars across the doors.
Rain began to plink off the windshield of the loaner car and Bo quickly rolled up the windows. He reasoned that that must be why no one was out and about; after all, it was a big city. People were bound to be around unless maybe the weather was bad…or that it wasn't safe to go out, which, as he looked down the street, he reckoned might not be too far off the mark. The rain had started growing heavier and Bo made up his mind that he would ask the first person he saw for directions, not wanting to stay here any longer. The street lamps were flickering, giving off eerie shadows against the buildings that would have sent quivers up Bo's spine, should he have cared to admit it.
He turned down a seemingly deserted street he could make out the movement of a small group of men in a dimly lit alley. He stopped the car and rolled down the window. "S'cuse me…could y'all tell me…"
Two gun shots rang through the night sky.
Ya know, somethin' tells me they ain't the Official Atlanta Welcomin' Committee…y'all stay tuned…
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