Jesse nodded. "Well, least we's all inside with a good roof over our heads." It was then that the thunder boomed again, lightning flashed and all the electricity went out.
"Aw heck that weren't nothin Daisy," he began. Jesse shook his head. "You worked long on it..." "Right...if I had any talent, it wouldna took me so long," said Luke before looking to Bo not knowing what to say,. It wasn't often someone could make him speechless but Bo just had.
"I can't believe you hung ont' that..." said Luke softly. Jesse took the boat from Daisy looking it over. "I always wondered why yo didn't go int' woodworkin...ya had such a talent for it..."
Luke leaned his dark curly head against his aunt's shoulder as she held him, rocking him a little. Telling him and Bo would not be easy- in fact she had no idea how to do it.
"Now what do you call this thing here?" asked avinia drawing Luke into her lap. "S'a box...for ya to keep all your most favorite things in..." answered Luke. "It's a might small to put you an Bo in..." answered his aunt with a smile.
Lavinia looked over and smiled. "Well look at that...what a pretty boat." Luke had followed him out and hugged his aunt handing her a gift he had made- a box made out of popcicle sticks.