JadedPhoenixBurning

Here is a challenge. I was on another site looking through the stories and put Boss and Lulu in the characters to sort for stories and not a SINGLE story popped up. That is a shame. How about a challenge to write about how a young J.D. caught the eye of the sweet, ever-lovin' Lulu. The untold story.

I figured that I'd put up a sample of the story to see if anyone would be interested in helping me as a Beta. Any thoughts or suggestions (Even if you aren't interested in being a Beta) are welcomed.
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Coy walked up the old drive that was nearly non-existent after all of these years. Trees had grown up just like he'd known that they would have. If someone hadn't known that a house used to be up this way they would never have found it. Coy picked his way through the thick undergrowth until he finally came across the first remnants of an old burnt out cabin in the woods.
His mother had loved living out here. She hadn't wanted to live in a more traditional farmhouse; said that living out here felt more like her home where she'd grown up in the mountains. Coy smiled as he remembered his mother and how much his father had loved her. Here in the small cabin under the shade of the trees that surrounded it there had been many great times.
Coy didn't know why he'd felt drawn to his childhood home; even when he'd come to stay with Jesse while Bo and Luke were off in NASCAR he'd steered clear of this small corner of the Duke Farm. He suspected that it had something to do with the funeral that he'd come to Hazzard for. He knew that his uncle wouldn't live forever but he really hadn't expected to get that call while he was up in Detroit. Coy and Vance had made it a point to check in on their uncle every chance that they could. It just didn't seem right that their uncle was now gone.
Now out of the original eight Duke Boys there were only two left; two of the first Duke Boys that tore up the back roads of Hazzard in speeding automobiles.
Coy walked over to the remaining hearth where the fireplace had stood and sat down while looking around the old burned out room. Sitting here he could almost see himself sitting in front of the fire while playing with his toys as a child. Then there was Vance after his parents had died when he was six. He'd come to live with his family even though Jesse and Lavinia had been willing to take him in. Coy's parents had insisted that since he already had the Bo and Luke (Daisy came in less than a year after Vance's parents died) that they should raise Vance. Vance and Coy got along just like brothers anyway so it was only right that they should be raised as them as well.
Coy recalled as he and Vance would roughhouse and come running through the room at high-speed while playing or fighting. It seemed just like yesterday…
Coy sat in front of the warm fire with his wooden cars while he listened to his father on the phone. At five years old he didn't understand most of what was said but it didn't stop him from listening anyway.
"Jack and Caroline are what?... But how… Is Vance alright…Then he's…But Jesse…Yes I know full well that you always take it on yourself to look after everyone but in this case… Jesse…Jack's my brother too ya know which means that I'm just as much Vance's family as you are…No that ain't what I mean but you've already got Bo and Luke to take care of…Vance can share Coy's room. Just like they do when he would come and spend the night. You know these boys are nearly inseparable…Yes I'm sure. You and Lavinia have your hands full as it is…You know that Helen will agree to it to; she's always loved Vance and you know it…Alright, I'm on my way."
Coy then watched as his father walked into the modest kitchen and talked with his mother briefly before he left out the back door and drove off. After he was gone his mother came in and sat on the couch to watch her son play. He noticed that his mother looked like she'd been crying so he left his place on the floor and climbed up in his mother's lap. She'd hugged him close to herself and only later did he find out what had made his mother so upset.
Earlier that day Vance and his parents had been in a car accident; of the three only a six year old Vance had survived. He'd been thrown clear of the accident just before the car had tumbled down the side of Iron Mountain. That had been the only saving grace; sparing the young boy from suffering the same fate as his parents.
So after Vance was released from the hospital the Dukes mournfully set about the task of planning a double funeral for Jack and Caroline Duke. Meanwhile, Vance was moved into Coy's room; his new home on the Duke land.

Aw!!! Cute!! I should post my pics of my chickens I got back on Halloween. 3 roosters and 10 hens (I think since they are still a little young to really be sure). They are my babies and love it when they gather around for some goodies.
BTW: We had a "Guard Duck" when I was little. "Quackers" was yard trained to only go to one particular spot to potty and never left the yard. He would attack any one or any thing that got into the yard. LOL!!!

One of my first trys at writing a couple of years ago was turning that song into a one-shot. LOL!! Loved the song!!

Okay obviously I don't own the DOH! This is from Chapter One from the story "My Imaginary Sister". Send me a message if you'd like to read more.
Daisy had just finished haulin' the old family albums in and put them on the kitchen table. She and Lulu had come up with a great idea for the festival. The older residents, granted, would be better at the game than the younger folks in town. But it'll still be fun all the same. And this time, at least, she shouldn't have to strong arm her two cousins into anything. Not much anyway. Sorting through the books of pictures on the table, Daisy set to findin' just what she'd need. Smiling to herself, Daisy was lost in the reminders of days gone by when Bo and Luke came in for lunch.
"Hey Daisy girl, what 'cha doin'?" Bo came over and affectionately kissed the top of Daisy's head as he looked over her shoulder at the mounds of photos that were covering the kitchen table. Daisy looked up and gave her best conspiratorial smile that she always saves for when she and Lulu need the fellas help with one charity event or another. "Oh no! What ever it is, NO! Luke and I ain't doin' nothin' that you got in mind. Ain't no way, no how!"
"Now sugar, I wasn't going to ask nothin'. I'm just lookin' through these here photo albums." Daisy looked down to hide the smirk she knew was making it's way across her face. "Trying to find the best ones to use."
"Use for WHAT, exactly, Daisy?" Luke walks over to the fridge to get the fixins for some sandwiches since it was obvious that the only way he and Bo were gonna get anything to eat was to get it himself. Daisy could be just like a kid when she got into a new project.
"Oh, well Lulu and I were tryin' to figure out a contest that could be fun for the Thanksgiving weekend festival. We thought that a "Guess who's Who" game would be fun. Folks'll try to match up each other using only BABY pictures. The person who guesses.."
"Baby pictures? Is that what your goin' through now?" Luke gave her his famous look that always meant that he had the feeling that some how he wasn't going to like this at all when all was said and done.
"Hey Luke! Didn't know yous such a cute kid." Bo didn't even bother trying to hide his smirk. "What Happened?"
Luke walked over bringing the sandwiches with him to look at the picture that Daisy currently was holding.
"Oh no you don't. Ya' ain't using that one." Luke makes a grab for the picture that showed a young toddlin' age Luke Duke that had clearly just gotten out of the bath and had refuse to allow his mother to dress him so she had grabbed her camera instead. "Why do parents always take pictures that they know can only serve one purpose. To embarrass their kids."
Daisy tucks the picture protectively close to herself to keep Luke from getting a hold on it. "Well I'll use this one if'n you don't help me find one that you DO want me to use." Daisy couldn't help the giggle fit that swept over her. She couldn't understand why so many, MEN mostly, got so bent out of shape when it came to pictures. She dared to glance up at the two men, one with a face of true annoyance, the other still smirking like the show before him was the funniest thing he'd seen in sometime. That smirk, though, also told her that at least BO was game.
"Come on Luke you know we're gonna have to do it anyway. We'll look while we eat. It can't be THAT hard to find one picture that won't embarrass the livin' daylights out of us." Bo was already grabbing his sandwich from Luke and his own baby book as he spoke. After all, he had to admit, he was curious. Uncle Jesse never let him see his own book. He remembered once in school, he needed pictures for a project and how Uncle Jesse seemed to act so strange about him not seeing the pictures in this book. When Bo asked about the brown envelope in the back of the book, that he saw as Jesse picked a few choice pictures out, Jesse said he'd tell him about it when he got older. The Brown Envelope! Bo flipped to the back of the book. There it is. Sealed the same as it was all those years ago. Bo began to carefully open the envelope as he reasoned with himself 'I'm older now. Ain't no reason not to look at my own danged pictures.' Vaguely, he heard Daisy and Luke debating various pictures and their appropriateness for the whole town to see. As Bo opened the envelope, he was mildly surprised to reach in and find not pictures, but what appeared to be newspaper clippings. He randomly pulled one out and started to read it.
"Aw come on Luke! I know it ain't because you're modest. I think these here pictures are down right cute. Look at this one. I bet 'cha some of the gals in town wouldn't mind you modelin' for them like ya are in this here picture." Daisy giggles as she spys a picture of infant Luke layin' on a bedspread wearing nothing but the smile God gave him. Luke looks horrified at the picture and proceeds to try to grab yet another offending photo out of his female cousin's hand.
"Hey Bo a little help?" Luke knows that the only way he's going to get that blasted picture away from Daisy is if he gets Bo to help and they tag team her. Course that's if he don't go all turn coat on him. After all, just a moment ago he was standing there like a grinning idiot thinking that this was all so dang funny. When Bo doesn't respond, Luke looks up just in time to see Bo storming out the kitchen door holding some sort of envelope. "Hey Bo!" Luke hollers after him as he heads toward the door. Bo, however was already jumping into The General by the time Luke reached the door to the yard. Putting the stock car into gear, Bo sent up a cloud of dust so thick that the two remaining cousins had to fight back the mild choking fit that overtook them both. "Daisy, can I borrow Dixie?" Luke was already heading towards the jeep as he spoke.
"Sure sugar. But it won't be no use goin' after him. Not the way he tore outta here. And in The General. The Dixie's good but ain't no General. Bo was drivin' like a mad hornet when he left. Best to just let him go." Daisy stood there watching the dissipating cloud of dust, even as she fought her own urge to to chase after her baby cousin. "I wonder what got him so riled."
"Who knows. Well,since we ain't goin' to go running Bo down, let's go finish lunch. If anything'll bring Bo back in a hurry, it's his stomach. He only took one bite of his sandwich and the only thing I've heard for the last hour was how starved he was." Luke gave Daisy a smile to reassure her despite his own worry for Bo. Placing his arm around Daisy, he steered her back to the house as Uncle Jesse pulled up in his old white pick-up.
"What in the Sam Hill! Luke, that cousin of yourn just about ran me off the road coming down Turner's stretch. You two have words again?" Jesse reached across the seat to grab the mail that he went to town for before heading toward the house with his niece and nephew.
"No sir, I don't rightly know what got into Bo. We's all was around the table for lunch, lookin' at old pictures and suddenly Bo just ran out the door lookin' madder than a rattler that just got stepped on."
"Pictures?" Jesse suddenly paled. Luke notices and imediately was at his uncle's side.
"Uncle Jesse?"
"Let's just get inside." They walk into the kitchen, Luke so close behind his uncle that Jesse bumped him as he pulled out his chair. Reaching over across the table, he grabs Bo's baby book. Flipping to the back, just as he suspected, he finds the brown envelope missing. Jesse releases a long hard breath before looking at the two youngsters standing at the table eyeing him, waiting to see what he might say about Bo's taking off and what the book had to do with it. "Well, sit down, I guess I'd better explain what Bo found."
Luke and Daisy sat down, both clearly worried now, and Luke noticed that his uncle suddenly looked years older. All of this because of those dang-blasted pictures.