Betsyraeduke

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“What's the matter, Bets'? Ya was shaking and screamin' somethin' fierce.†Bo asked, slipping his arm around her. “Nothing!â€, Betsy-rae smiled, “Nothing at all. I was having a bad dream, but it's ok now. Merry Christmas!â€, she exclaimed to all of them Truly, everything was ok now. Filled with sheer joy and delight, she threw her arms around Bo and hugged him with all her might. Then, releasing him, she turned to Daisy, Luke and Uncle Jesse and repeated the action with each of them. She smiled broadly. She no longer cared rather or not she received a radio among her Christmas gifts. She realized that she already had everything that she had ever really wanted. She had the Dukes, a wonderful loving family that cherished her and that she cherished back in return. No radio could ever top that and nothing could be more wonderful!

Betsy-rae shook her head again, in a final attempt to clear the bad memories away. None of it mattered anymore. She was here now, with this wonderful family. She smiled to herself at that thought. She looked around the room once more, marveling at the bright, glittery decorations. Everything looked so perfect, maybe she would get that radio after all, she thought to herself. She yawned sleepily, and stretched out on the floor in front of the tree, unable to pull herself away from the beautiful glow of the brightly colored lights which adorned it. Just a few minutes later, she was sleeping soundly......... Betsy-rae stretched and yawned, wondering how long she had been asleep. She glanced at the clock hanging on the wall. It was 9:00am. She shook her head to clear the fuzziness from her mind. Then she realized that the house was unusually quiet for being so late in the morning. She rubbed her eyes and looked around. Suddenly, she gasped in alarm. She felt her heart rate quicken as pure dread rose inside her. The beautiful Christmas tree, which she had fallen asleep in front of, was gone. All the other Christmas decorations were gone as well. Worse than that, she wasn't even in the Duke household any more. Instead she found herself back in her parent's house. She had no idea how she had gotten there, but she had no intentions of staying. Desperately she ran to the door and attempted pull it open. She pulled with all her might, but to her dismay, the door wouldn't budge. Becoming more frantic by the second, she looked around for another means of escape. Spotting a grimy, broken window, she started toward it. She had taken just two steps, when she heard the door knob turn and the door slowly creaked open. She stopped in her tracks and looked back to the door. She cried out in fear. She wanted to run, but her legs wouldn't move. She watched, horrified as her dad stepped through the door. She felt hot tears brimming in her eyes and spilling down her cheeks as she spoke. “Y-- yer supposed ta be in j-- jail.†She stammered. “Jail?†her father sneered back at her. “Where'd ya git a lame brained idea like that?†He laughed an evil laugh and glared down at her. “Git outside and git that pile o' scrap metal stacked!†“B-- but, it's C-- Christmas....†Betsy-rae started to protest. He father cut her off. “Since when has that ever made a difference?†He asked coldly. He roughly grabbed her by the arm and escorted her to the door. He harshly shoved her out. He pointed to an extremely large pile of scrap metal. “If ya know what's good fer ya, yous git ta stacking that and don't give me no more of yer lip!†He barked the order sharply at her. Upon finding herself outside, Betsy-rae's first thought was to run. That thought was soon dashed when she realized that she was locked in the yard by a high fence surrounding the property. It briefly occurred to her that she had never noticed this fence before, but she shoved the thought away. It didn't matter. She was so hurt and confused that nothing mattered any more. What had happened while she slept? How had she ended up back here? Why was her father here, and not in jail, where he should have been?..... Suddenly, she became overwhelmed with emotion. She couldn't face life here anymore. She simply could not go through all this again. She had to get away from here. She just had to! Filled with determination which was equaled only by her blind frustration, she ran. She ran as fast as she could toward the fence. Upon reaching it, she fiercely began climbing it, scarcely aware of the curses and bitter shouts of her father calling after her. She made it halfway up the fence when she felt a hand grab her arm. “Betsy-rae! Betsy-rae you git back here!†Her father shouted angered “No! Betsy-rae yelled back, trying to pull away from him. His grip on her arm was unrelenting. She continued to try and pull away. By now, she was sobbing hard and screaming, “No! No! No!â€, over and over. She could hear her father still shouting sharply at her. “Betsy-rae! Betsy-rae!.......†“Betsy-rae Duke! Wake up!†Hearing the sir name of Duke, attached to the end of her name did the trick. At last Betsy-rae awakened. She blinked and opened her eyes. Looking around, she seen the loving and concerned faces of Luke, Daisy, Bo and Uncle Jesse peering down at her. Quickly she sat up and looked around the room. Much to her relief, she found herself in the Duke living room, right where she had fallen asleep. The Christmas tree stood grandly in front of the window, just as it had the previous night. The mistletoe still hung in the doorway. Brightly gleaming tinsel still adorned the window sills and door frames. The presents were still stacked neatly under the tree and the stockings still hung gallantly. Betsy-rae breathed a sigh of relief. She was not her father's prisoner. He had not somehow gotten out of jail and taken her back to live with him, in that horrid house under his harsh and uncaring rule. It had only been a dream. A horrible, horrible dream.

Betsy-rae stood in the center of the living room. The house was very quiet as everyone else was sound asleep. However, Betsy-rae couldn't sleep. She gazed around her in slight awe and bewilderment; excitement tingling through every inch of her being. She wondered what her presents were. She was hoping very much for a new radio. Quietly, she made her way to the stack of brightly wrapped gifts. Casually, she sorted through them, a little disappointed when she didn't find any that looked to be the right size and shape to maybe be a radio. Sighing, she put the gifts back as she had found them. She took another long look around the room. She loved the way this room looked right now. It seemed so magical. It was magical in a sense. Not just because it was Christmas eve, but because it was her first Christmas as a Duke. Her first real Christmas ever, for that matter. All those Christmases that she had spent under the cruel manipulation of her parents the years before had never felt like Christmas. She shuddered at the very memory of them....No Christmas tree.....no mistletoe.....no pretty Christmas lights....no gifts. Of course all those things were material compared to the real anguish that the holiday brought for her back then.......She shook her head, trying to clear away the grisly memories, but to no avail. In spite of herself, she found her thoughts drifting backwards in time. She remembered vividly the dreary house where she had lived with her parents. She recalled the ramshackle family room with its torn carpet and peeling wallpaper. In her mind's eye she could still see the grimy windows, most of which were cracked or broken and the filthy, tattered curtains that had hung sloppily across them. She remembered the cobwebs which had incessantly lingered in every corner of every room. She recollected the grungy kitchen with its greasy walls and floor; and the room where she had slept. It hadn't been so much a bedroom, but more like a closet, really. It had been a small, narrow room void of windows. The only furnishings that had been in the room were a small cot with a thin worn mattress and a single threadbare blanket and a small dilapidated dresser. Christmas in that house had been anything but merry. Not once had there been any singing of carols or a single warm family gathering for the holidays during the years that she had spent there. Christmas, back then, had been a time of utter disappointment and pure misery for her. While other children were sitting around a brightly decorated tree, opening gifts, indulging in various holiday treats and otherwise engaged in joyous activities with their friends and families, Betsy-rae spent hour after hour performing one tedious task after another. It had not been uncommon for her to spend Christmas day cleaning shine stills, stacking logs, rearranging the cellar and a long list of whatever other painstaking chores her parents could think of, for her to do. She remembered how she had looked to every holiday season, filled with anticipation and hope that maybe some sort of Christmas miracle would be bestowed upon her; that her family would suddenly love and care for her, and that she would no longer feel empty or lonely. Worst of all, she remembered how that hope was quickly dashed away each Christmas morning when she was roughly awaken by her father and gruffly ordered to carry out some drudging task. She remembered how the pain and hurt which she had always felt inside her seemed to triple in intensity during the holidays back then.

For christmas I'd be happy with any nice, thoughtful gifts that I receive. If I could have anything I wanted, it would be to be able to meet a couple of my bestest online buddies in person. I'd like to spend the holiday with my family and other friends as well, of course. However, I have a couple of online friends whom I have known for a while now and although they are online chat buddies, I still feel close to them in a sorts. To meet them in person would be wonderful. I doubt that will happen this Christmas though, as they both live far away from me.

In addition to the blow dryer warning, I've also had curling irons which come with the warning; "Do not use while sleeping". I have to wonder how many people style their hair while they are asleep. LOL

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Late Sunday afternoon after the last of Betsy-rae guests had returned home, she, Bo and Daisy sat quietly in the living room listening to the radio and talking. “I can't believe what those scoundrels tried to pull during yer party, sugar.†Daisy said, “Boy they're lucky I was at Boars Nest†“Yeah, I bet their sorry now that they're cooling their heels in the pokey fer the next twenty years.†Bo added. “Serves them right!†Daisy replied. Betsy-rae shuddered at the memory. “I'm just glad it's over.†She said “So are we, sugar, so are we.†Daisy replied, hugging her. Just then they heard a vehicle pulling up the drive way. “Uncle Jesse and Luke are back!†Betsy-rae exclaimed, getting up and running toward the door. Bo and Daisy followed closely behind her. Betsy-rae burst out the door. “Uncle Jesse! Luke! Judd!†she cried running toward them. Uncle Jesse caught her and swung her around in a hug. “Hey Judd!†Bo and Daisy greeted their cousin warmly. Daisy walked over to Judd and put her arm around him, offering extra support beyond what his crutches provided him. “How was the trip?†They asked Uncle Jesse and Luke. “Weren't bad†Uncle Jesse answered. “How'd things go here while we was gone?†“Well,†Bo replied as they all walked back into the house, “We have lots to talk about. We'll fill ya in.†“Folks, I git the feelin' that after good ol Uncle Jesse hears what went down this weekend, he won't be wanting to leave his family alone fer a looonngg time.....not that he ever wanted to anyway......But that's ok, we'd rather have him right here with us. Wouldn't we?â€

Bo walked over to the girls and embraced each one of them in warm hug. “It's ok,†he assured them, “It's all over now.†“Who wants to ride in the tow truck with me?â€Cooter asked “I will.†Hannah replied “Me too†Leeanne said “And me†Sally added “Alright, lets go!†Cooter answered patting the seat in the cab of his truck. They all climbed into Cooter's truck while Betsy-rae and the other four girls squeezed into the General. “I'll swing by and get Enos on my way†Cooter told Bo, “then I'll drop these gals off and assist Enos escorting these two scoundrels to the slammer.†“Right,†Bo agreed. “Much obliged fer yer help, Cooter.†“Don't mention it, ain't nothing ya wouldn't have done fer me.†Cooter replied Bo gave a wave and then started the General and headed back to the farm, Cooter following a short distance behind. Back at the Dukes home, it took a while for Betsy-rae and the other girls to fully calm down from the scare they'd had. They finally relaxed after Bo triple checked all the doors and windows to make sure they were all closed and firmly locked and agreed to stay out in the living room with them for added protection, just in case. Gradually the girls' fears wore off and the rest of Betsy-rae's party went off without a hitch.

Bo ran after Frank, catching him and tackling him to the ground. “I think it's high time someone taught you a lesson!†Bo said. He reared back, a split second later his right hook caught Frank squarely in the jaw. Whimpering, Frank struggled to get away. Bo reared back again; colliding his fist into Franks face a second time, this time, knocking him out cold. “Hey Cooter,†he called out, “Would ya mind giving me a hand here?†“Sure thing.†Cooter replied walking over to join Bo. He and Bo tied frank up then lifted him and carried him over to Cooter's truck. They hoisted him into the back and tied him securely to the tow hook, next to Ellen. “I reckon that takes care of them!â€

Bo dropped the CB and continued to chase after the truck, just inches behind it. He dodged and swerved as bullets from Ellen's gun pelted his hood. Bo maintained a steady distance behind but did not back off. All of a sudden, the truck skidded to a stop. Bo instantly hit the brakes and the General skidded to a stop right behind it. “Watch out!†Ellen screamed. Franked cussed and slammed on the breaks. A large tow truck was blocking the road ahead of them. “Damm it!†Ellen shrieked. “What's that fool doing?†Frank didn't have time to answer as he spotted a very angry Bo climbing out of the General behind them. Frank took off running on foot across the field. Ellen started to follow, but was stopped by Cooter who had walked over to her unnoticed. Grabbing Ellen by the wrist, Cooter walked her over to his tow truck, lifted her into the back and secured her into place. “I think you'd better stay right here and wait lady!†he said to Ellen. He then walked back over to Frank's truck and untied the girls. They climbed out and gathered around the General, still trembling from fear.

“You can't do that!†Bo shouted, “You'll never git away with it!†“Oh yeah?, who's gonna stop us?†Frank sneered. He grabbed Betsy-rae and three of the other girls. “Keep the rest of them here till I git back†he told Ellen. Frank led Betsy-rae and the other girls, crying and kicking, out to his truck where he firmly tied them up and secured them into the back. Checking over his work and satisfied that the girls couldn't free themselves, he returned to the house where he grabbed the remaining four girls whom he led to the same fate as the first four. “You stay put now†Ellen said to a still tied up Bo as she smirked and walked out. Bo heard the truck engine roar to life and instantly began squirming to get his knife out it's case which was clipped to his belt. Seizing the knife, he carefully yet quickly cut his hands free from their bonds. He wasted no time cutting the rest of the ropes off him. Leaping to his feet he ran outside, just in time to see Frank's truck peel out of the drive and bolt off down the road with the girls tied up in the back. At the same time, Enos came from the opposite direction and pulled up. Bo shouted to Enos. “Follow that truck!†he ordered, “They took Betsy-rae!†“Possum on a gumbush!†Enos replied, “I'm after them!†Enos raced out of the drive taking off after the truck, siren wailing. Bo ran to the General. He jumped in and took off full speed after Enos and Frank. “See if ya can git around them and cut 'em off in front†Bo told Enos through the CB.â€I'll shut the the back door.†“You got it buddy roe!†Enos replied. Enos gunned the engine of the squad car and quickly caught up to the truck. He pulled up along side and attempted to get around in front of them. “Git rid of that smokey!†Frank hissed. Ellen aimed her gun out the window and shot at Enos. Bullets bounced and pinged off the hood of the squad car, but Enos didn't back down. “Ram him!†Ellen yelled. Frank suddenly veered his truck to the left, side swiping Enos and knocking him off the road. “Officer down!†Enos spoke into his CB “I'm in pursuit of a brown pick up, license plate HNT 435. I repeat, that's a brown pick up with license number HNT 435! Betsy-rae Duke has been kidnapped!†“That's right!†Bo spoke into his CB, “Anyone out there gots yer ears on, we need help! The varmints are headed South down Mill Pine road coming up on Chestnut Lane!†“Breaker one, breaker one, Cooter here. I hear ya and I'm close. I'll be at the corner of Chestnut and Mill Pine in one minute flat! 10, 4 †“Thanks a lot Cooter†Bo replied “Anytime, buddy roe!â€

Bo and the girls quickly searched the grounds around the house. They found four more bugs stuck under the window sills and around the porch. Bo gathered them all and destroyed them. After one last thorough search to be sure that they had found all of them, Bo told all the girls to go inside and made his way to the phone. Fairly positive that reporting the incident to Rosco would be pointless, Bo called Enos and filled him in on what they had found. Enos was alarmed at the news and told Bo that he was on his way. Bo thanked Enos and hung up the phone. Extremely worried, he began pacing the living room, wishing Luke was there to help figure this whole thing out and come up with a plan if necessary. Suddenly they heard a crash as someone burst through their back door. Bo and the girls ran out to the kitchen to find out what the commotion was. They stopped short as they came face to face with Ellen and Frank. Betsy-rae grew wide eyed upon seeing them. “A--aunt Ellen and U-- ncle Fr-- Frank†she stammered in a low, scared voice clinging to Bo “You know these sidewinders, darlin?†Bo replied Ellen interrupted them, pointing a pistol at them. “Do as I say or I'll use this!†she ordered “You git over to that chair and sit down pretty boy!†she demanded Bo. Bo sat down and Frank firmly tied him to the chair. “That should hold him!†he said satisfied “I don't know what yer after, but you're never gonna git away with it!†Bo exclaimed “Oh but I think we will!†Frank replied. “We've been listening to what's been going on here all day and we know yer the only one here with these girls, and yer all tied up!†“So yer the low down snakes that bugged us!†Bo accused “Ah! So ya found our little charms, did ya?†Frank responded, “Well it don't matter no how, it's too late!†“Quit jawing with that plow boy and git them brats and lets git outta here!†Ellen hissed “What do ya want with them?†Bo demanded “They's jist little girls†“Fourteen year old girls!†Ellen exclaimed, “and gonna make us a fortune.†Ellen turned toward Betsy-rae who shivered and backed away. “yer momma and daddy are very upset with you. They's gonna teach ya a lesson fer gitting then thrown in the slammer like ya did.†Betsy-rae cringed and tears of fear started falling down her cheeks but Ellen continued on. “They heared of a secret child labor camp few hundred miles from here. They buy brats like you ta work there. Prime age fer girls is fourteen, and they pay a might hefty price too. First thing yer momma and daddy did when they heared about it was git in touch with yer grand uncle. He in turn got a hold of us ta pull the job off. Of course we's was only planning on you. yer friends here are a bonus!†All the girls gasped, eyes growing wide in fear. “For those of you that don't remember, Betsy-rae's grand uncle is non other than that mangy polecat, Pa Beaudry.â€

Ellen sneered. “Ya hear that foolishness?†she asked nodding toward the noise coming from the black box “Yeah, I hear it.†Frank replied in a menacing tone “Soon none of them will be laughing!†“But we will be!†Ellen scoffed, “We's gonna cash in big time tanight!†Frank and Ellen both laughed. Glancing at his watch, Frank looked to Ellen. “It's time†he announced “Oh good! I can feel that money in our hands already!†Ellen replied. She and Frank headed out toward their truck. “We'll stop at the phone on the wayâ€, Frank said, “I bet we can get extra for those other brats†Ellen nodded, grinning wickedly. “What do ya suppose that was all about?..........I don't know about y'all, but more I see of those two, the more nervous I git!†Bo and the girls sat enjoying the breeze out on the front porch. They all felt the need to cool down some after the night's horseplay. “Hey, what's this?†Haley asked holding up a small round object “I dunno†Betsy-rae replied, “Where'd ya git it?†“It was stuck to the back of the swing.†Haley answered “There's another one stuck under this window ledge.†Sally piped in pulling an identical object from the window and holding it up for everyone to see. Bo took the objects from both girls and look them overly closely “If I didn't know any better, I'd say these were bugs.†he replied “Bugs?†the girls asked confused “Yeah,†Bo replied. “So people can hear what goes on here. Boss Hogg had some stuck to the General once when Luke and me was trying ta help Cale Yarborough†“Why would someone want to listen in on us?†Betsy-rae asked alarmed. “I dunnoâ€, Bo replied, “but it can't be good. Let's search and see if there are any more of them.†He added detroying the two that had been found already. “Well I know who......but I still haven't quite figured out why....â€

“What is the meaning of this?†Bo asked trying to stay straight faced, obvious amusement showing in his eyes. For a brief moment, the room grew quiet. Then Betsy-rae whirled around to face Bo, pillow still in hand. Betsy-rae studied the expression on Bo's face briefly and grinned mischievously “It's a pillow fight!†she declared, whacking him full force across his mid drift. Bo was caught off guard and stumbled back a step. Betsy-rae gave the other girls a sly look and they all caught on. Within seconds, all eight girls tackled Bo to the floor and pelted him repeatedly with pillows. Bo struggled for a minute. “Alright girls, that's enough! Let me up!†he tried to sound authoritative but no one took him seriously. The girls all laughed harder and continued their assault. Bo lay on the floor for a minute letting the girls attack. Then suddenly he pinned Betsy-rae down gently but firmly in a scissor hold. At the same time, he quickly reached up and grabbed two more girls in each arm and effortlessly pinned them beneath him, before grabbing the other three and holding them firmly. The girls all struggled to get loose but it was no use. Bo let them struggle until they tired and seemed to give up. His eyes sparkling with amusement and trying very hard not to smile, he turned his attention toward Betsy-rae, still holding all the girls firmly in place. “Betsy-rae Duke!†he exclaimed “I'm shocked at yer behavior! Jist wait till I tell Uncle Jesse!......And as for the rest of you....†he began, turning to face the other girls “Oh blah blah blah.......ya ain't gonna do anything and ya know it!†Betsy-rae mocked, cutting him off. Bo turned back to face her. He tried to give her a stern look but Betsy-rae just looked back at him, giving him a silly but innocent look and blinking her eyelashes at him. At last Bo couldn't keep the charade up any longer and he bust out laughing whole heartedly, as did everyone else with him. At last they all calmed down, tired out from the rough housing. Bo released Betsy-rae and got to his feet. He helped the girls up. “We really do need to clean this mess up.†Bo said seriously, looking around the disheveled room, “If Uncle Jesse were here to see this, he take the switch to all of us.†“No kidding†Betsy-rae agreed, looking over the state of the living room. Bo and the girls worked together cleaning up the room. Soon everything was back as it should be.

Back at the old shack, Ellen and Frank snickered deviously. “They will have different attitudes after tanight.†Frank said with a wry smirk “That they will!†Ellen agreed, eyes gleeming dangerously. They settled back and continued to listen to what was happening in the Duke household. Betsy-rae and her guest sat in the living room, where they were camping out for the night, watching movies and whispering lively. Although they were doing more giggling then anything else. “What do y' all think of Rodney Perkins?†Racheal asked, smileing broadly “He's totally hot!†Cindy replied “Oh yeah, totally!†the other girls agreed giggling. “How about Josh Wensel?†Betsy-rae piped in “Uhu!†the other girls agreed, “He's a hunk!†“Ricky Hodgkins!†Hannah offered, licking her lips. “Yeah, and did you see those shorts he wore in gym class today?†Sally chimed in “Oh yeah, he looked good!†Leeanne exclaimed Cindy and Haley snickered, “You know who else is hot?†they asked looking at Betsy-rae “Who?†she asked “Bo and Luke!†they replied giggling “Yeah!†her other girls agreed “Bo and Luke? Ya mean my brothers?†Betsy-rae asked “Yeah!†the girls replied, “ they're extremely hot!†“But they's my brothers.......†her voice trailed off “Yeah,†the other girls agreed, “but yer adoptive brothers, not blood. Ya can't tell us that you don't notice they're hot!†Betsy-rae smiled and winked. “Shhh!†she laughed, “Ya can't blame a girl for having a couple good lookin' brothers can ya?†“Yeah ya do†Tara agreed excitedly and a little loud, “especially Bo!†“Shhhhh!†Betsy-rae replied throwing a pillow at her, “He'll hear ya!†Tara laughed and threw the pillow back at Betsy-rae. Betsy-rae promptly picked it up and swung it at Tara, accidently hitting Leeanne as well in the process. Leeanne and Tara both picked up pillows and swung back. Not wanting to be left out, the other girls also grabbed pillows. Soon they were all engaged in the pillow fight. Feathers began to fly everywhere and the girls were so engaged in whopping each other, dodging blows and laughing so hard that none of them noticed Bo walk into the room to see what all the ruckus was.

Betsy-rae set anxiously at the edge of her seat waiting for the final bell to ring. At last it was 3:00pm. Betsy-rae bolted from her seat as soon as the bell rang and scurried to her locker. Grabbing her backpack and books quickly, she ran out the door to the bus, nearly running into the janitor on her way. She couldn't wait to get home and prepare for her party. Leeanne was coming to, she had found out. So all her friends would be there. They were going to have so much fun! The bus pulled up to her stop at 3:45pm same as always, although to Betsy-rae it seemed as if it had taken a lot longer today. She scampered off the bus and ran the short distance to the farm. Bo met her in the kitchen. “Hey darlin', how was school?†“It was ok.†“When are yer friends gonna arrive?†“About 5:00!.......Where's Uncle Jesse and Luke?†She asked looking around. “They had to pick up Judd, he's gonna need our help for a few days.†“Judd's coming?!†Betsy-rae asked excitedly. “Yes, but he won't be here for a couple of days, how about you go get ready for yer party?†Bo said, winking at her. “Yeah!†she replied running off toward her room. She stopped halfway as a thought suddenly occurred to her. “Does this mean I have to eat yer cookin' fer dinner?†she asked Bo, wrinkling her nose. Bo laughed. He couldn't deny that he wasn't much of a cook. “No, Daisy made all the refreshments fer yer party and a casserole fer dinner before she went to work.†“Oh good!†Betsy-rae replied. Bo playfully lunged after her and she took off to her room, closing the door behind her. The dinner table seemed quiet with just the two of them. Betsy-rae didn't mind. The two chatted and joked through dinner. As soon as they finished, Bo cleared the table then headed into Uncle Jesse's room where he rummaged through the closet for a minute. He came out with a arm full of brightly wrapped packages and found Betsy-rae in the living room where she was pacing anxiously awaiting the arrival of her guest. “Hey darlin' would ya like yer birthday gifts?†“Oh!â€, Betsy-rae replied. “I was so excited about the party that I fergot all about the presents!†she said giggling. Bo chuckled. “Uncle Jesse, Daisy and Luke all said that they were sorry that they couldn't be here to see ya open em.†He replied as he handed her four packages. One gift from each himself, Luke, Jesse and Daisy Betsy-rae eagerly tore the paper from the packages. There was a small jewelry box from Daisy. A diary from Uncle Jesse, a heart shaped locket from Luke and a sparkly new hair clip from Bo. Betsy-rae smiled gleefully at her gifts. “Oh their all lovely!†she proclaimed running to Bo and hugging him. She placed her new hair clip into her long shiny reddish blonde locks and slipped the locket around her neck. “How do I look?†she asked smiling broadly “Why you's jist about the prittiest little filly I ever saw!†Bo replied smiling and giving her a wink Just then there was a knock at the door. Betsy-rae's friends had begun to arrive.

Bo and Luke arrived back at the farm to find Uncle Jesse packing. “What's going on?†they asked confused. “I's gots ta take a trip ta California and Luke yer coming with me.†“California? Now? What fer?†Luke asked looking even more confused. “Yeah†Bo added. Uncle Jesse filled the boys in on the phone called that he'd received earlier regarding Judd. “I'm counting on you to take care of them girls at this party tonight, Bo†he added at the end “Yes sir, Uncle Jesse†Bo responded, “I won't let ya down.†“Ye best not†Uncle Jesse stated firmly. He walked out to his truck and loaded their luggage into the back. “I think we's ready, gots a long trip ahead, the sooner we's get going the better.†Uncle Jesse said “Right.†Luke replied. He and Jesse climbed into Jesse's pickup. “Wait, you ain't taking off with out these sandwiches I made up for ya's†Daisy called out running up to the truck with a bag in her hands. She handed the bag to her Uncle and then hugged them both. “You take care of yourselves now.†She said firmly “We willâ€, Uncle Jesse responded, “don't worry yer pritty head, we'll be jist fine and back before ya know it†Uncle Jesse smiled and kissed his niece on the top of her head. Bo and Daisy waved as Uncle Jesse and Luke took off. Soon they were out of sight. Bo headed inside to the kitchen where he fixed himself a sandwich and a glass of milk. Daisy set off to get the laundry hung up on the line before heading off to work.

“Look at all them turkeys†Bo said referencing the flock of large birds that had gathered near Hazzard pond as they drove by. “Yeahâ€, Luke replied, “family members of yours?†“Oh real funny Luke†Luke snickered. Suddenly they heard the wail of a siren behind them. “Rosco at our back door†Luke said with annoyance in his voice “Not for long!†Bo replied. He stepped down on the gas and the General's engine roared as they shot off. The squad car behind them sped up as well. “Alright you Duke boys, this Rosco P. Coaltrain, pull it over!†the sheriff's voice blasted through the CB. “I don't think so, Rosco†Luke replied “I'm not kidding now, pull over!†Rosco repeated. Bo and Luke just laughed. “Alright cuz, here's where we lose him!†Luke looked ahead and saw the wide, deep gully looming before them. Snickering, he replied, “Alright! Go for it Bo!†Bo floored the gas pedal and took off full speed toward the gully. Just before reaching it, the orange stock car hit a small incline and went sailing into the air, swiftly gliding through the air over the gully and landing smoothly on the other side. Bo and Luke looked out their back window to see where Rosco's squad car had landed in a heap, the nose of the car pointing down into the gully. They watched as Rosco pulled himself out from his squad car. “Oh what an horrendous crash. You Dukes boys, scuffin my vehicle like that! Oh shame, shame, everyone knows your name.†Bo and Luke laughed. “He's ok, lets git back to the farm.†Luke said “Yeah†Bo agreed Ellen and Frank were still sitting in the old shack. They had taken up house there for a bit. “Did ya hear that?†Ellen asked excitedly “Sounds like that old man and that dame are gonna be out tonight.†“Yeahâ€, Frank agreed, rubbing his hands together, “And at least one of them ploy boys too. This job is getting easier and easier†he grinned maniacally.

“Do you think we have enough refreshments for Betsy's party Uncle Jesse?†“I thinks we gots plenty, their gonna love yer chocolate cupcakes darlin, they's the best in the county!†“Oh, Uncle Jesseâ€, Daisy blushed slightly at her uncle's compliment “I jist wish you could be here ta help out tonight, but I know J.D's got ya pullin them double shifts at the Boars Nest†“Oh I wish I could too, Uncle Jesse, but she's a good kid, you guys should be alright without me.†“Yeah, we'll manage......After all, I did manage to raise you and those ornery cousins of yers.†A slight smiled played on Uncle Jesse's lips as he spoke, “course that's why I got all theses gray hairs...†“Oh you wouldn't have missed it fer nothing and you know it!†Daisy laughed “Well.....that's true.†Uncle Jesse smiled fondly at his niece. Just then the phone rang. Jesse answered it while Daisy remained in the kitchen finishing up the preparations for Betsy-rae's party that night. A short while later, Uncle Jesse returned to the kitchen looking worried. “What's wrong, Uncle Jesse, who was that on the phone?†“That call was about yer cousin Judd.....he's in the hospital†“Oh no! Is he....I mean, he's gonna be ok ain't he?†“Oh, he's gonna be find....just fine. It seems he took a bad spill during his last fight. Busted up his ankle pritty bad. He's gonna be jist fine, but he'll need a little help whiles he mends and he'd like to be here with the family.†“Isn't he living in California still?†Daisy asked “Yup, I'm gonna have to go out and git him, and I suspect that I'll never hear the end of it from Luke if I don't take him along........The thing is, we'd have to leave tonight....I'm promised Betsy that party......†“It'll be alright, Uncle Jesse, I'm sure Bo can handle it.......†her voice trailed off Jesse wasn't sure how Bo would get along being in charge of a house full of young teenage girls, him having never taken on that sort of responsibility before, but he had promised Betsy-rae that she could have the party and he didn't want to disappoint her. She had already had such a hard life before coming to live with them. “I reckon he'll have to†Uncle Jesse replied.

Frank and Ellen sat in a small disheveled shack located a ways from the little traveled dead end road which led up to it. Frank was fiddling with the knob on a little black box. Having got it adjusted to his satisfaction, he sat back content. “Did ya hear that?â€Ellen asked indignantly, “That brats having a party tonight. That's sure to interfere with the plans...†“Aint nothing gonna git in the way of us and that money!†Frank cut her off, “If anyone gits in the way, we're jist have ta git them out of the way!†“Well maybe that brat's party will end early†Ellen responded. She didn't know that it was a slumber party. “We roll out of here at 11:00 pm sharp! Party or no party!†Frank hissed “Right!†Ellen replied. They sat silently and listened to the chatter that seemed to be coming from the black box. “So that's what they were doing at the Dukes farm........they bugged the place.......And the Dukes don't know about it. Folks, I'm not sure what these two sidewinders are up to, but I'm worried.....aren't you?†Betsy-rae laughed delightedly as Bo swiftly glided the General around a curve shouting yeehawww! As he did. She loved riding in the General with Bo and Luke. She smiled as she watched the scenery whiz by her window. All to soon, it seemed to her, the car began slowing as Hazzard Middle School came into view. Bo glided the car up to the curve in front of the building. “Have a good day at school, Bets†Luke said warmly as she climbed out the window. “See ya later sweetheart†Added Bo. “You betâ€, Betsy-rae replied. She waved and ran off to find her friends.

Warm sunshine splashed through the kitchen window as the Dukes sat around the table enjoying breakfast. They chatted with each other lively and cheerfully not noticing or suspecting anything out of sorts. “Mmmm, this is sooo yummy†Betsy-rae said over her plate of biscuits and gravy and scrambled eggs. “Glad ya like it sugar†Daisy replied Betsy-rae smiled. Turning to Bo and Luke she asked, “You guys are gonna give me a ride to school in the General today ain't cha?†“You betcha! We wouldn't disappoint our little sis, would we now?†Luke responded “Of course we wouldn't!†Bo added. Betsy-rae had been adopted into the Dukes family by Uncle Jesse and had quickly become just like a sister to Bo, Luke and Daisy. “Woohooo!†Betsy-rae said happily Uncle Jesse smiled. He was so proud of his family and though he was not a man of many means, he felt rich for having them. “How many of yer friends did you say was coming fer yer party tonight, dear?†He asked Betsy-rae. It was Betsy-rae's fourteenth birthday, which to Betsy-rae's delight was on a Friday this year, and Uncle Jesse had promised her that she could have a slumber party as long as she agreed to adult supervision and didn't get to rowdy. “Lets see.....Cindy Ledbetter, Haley Jenson, Tara Doolin, Sally Rhuebottom, Rachael Henning, and Hannah Mackeys for sure....and Leeanne Terwilliger said she might come.......so six for sure, maybe seven†“Alright, dear, that's fine, just fine†Uncle Jesse kissed her on the top of the head. “Ya best finish yer breakfast and git off to school.†“Okay†she replied cheerfully

The Grenshaws stood beside their pickup just outside of town. “Yup, step one completedâ€, Frank spoke into the receiver of the pay phone, “we'll be aware of every move they make.†There was a pause while he listened “Yeah†he hissed into the phone again, “You can count on it as long as you don't double cross me! I'd better git my share!†There was another pause “Alrightâ€, Frank replied into the receiver, “We'll be in touch†He hung up the phone. “Everything set?†Ellen asked as she flicked the ash from her cigarette “Yeah†Frank answered as he and Ellen climbed into the truck.