DaisyMaeDuke

Luke shrugged. "They needed help," said the dark-haired Duke. "I volunteered," he finished, laying his hand comfortingly on Zac's arm, but letting him stay behind his legs until he was at ease enough to venture out on his own. Luke too, could remember vividly his first days in Hazzard. He had not been much younger than Zac when his parents were killed, and though he had his aunt and uncle, Daisy and the baby Bo, he had, for a long time, felt scared meeting new people,shy but also frightened...frightened that the more people he allowed into his life, the more people would leave him later on. Truth be told, he still struggled with that sometimes.

I think most of us know about the infamous picture of you in your gunbelt, hat and boots put in the hat for Catherine Bach to look at.... Can you tell us about any other pranks that you or the rest of the cast had done on the set?

"Orphanage," answered Luke quietly. "We just went an' got ourselves some ice cream."

"He's a bit shy...," explained Luke quietly. "It's ok Zac...he's a friend of mine...an' your a friend of mine...that makes him your friend too, see?"

Luke laughed. "I feel more sorry for the hood of the car ya just dented. This is Zac..he's a friend of mine."

Luke didn't notice, or didn't mention it if he did. He just continued story after story, as he showed Zac the sites, eventually walking into Cooter's garage. "Hey Cooter!"

Luke took hold of his little hand, walking him down the streets of Hazzard, entertaining him as they walked, telling stories of how Rosco was always running into fire hydrants, and about the time they all had dressed as Santa Claus and delivered Christmas trees to their friends.

Luke nodded, offering his hand to the little boy as he slid out. "You like cars? I could take you over to my friend Cooter...introduce ya...."

"Would you like to walk around...see what Hazzard is like?" offered Luke.

"You know...I don't gotta have you back til bedtime...is there somewhere you'd like to go?" asked Luke not really expecting an answer.

Luke, too, had finished his cone and now sat looking out at the town. "S'busy today," he remarked.

Luke just sat with him watching the little boy eat.

Luke nodded. "Good...good....George...now chew with yer mouth closed.." he added with a smile, watching the two of them.

Luke nodded, smiling as he watched Zac take his first bite. "How is it?" he asked as he took a bite off his cone.

Luke smiled nodding. "Just promise me George won't eat so much he makes himself sick..."

Eventually, Luke got the ice creams going back to the table and setting the large banana split before Zac. "Hope it don't ruin your supper....but here..." He handed him a spoon. "Enjoy...you too George," he added as he ate his own cone.

"Thanks," said Luke, paying her for the ice cream, with a glance to Zac who stood beside him still clutching his monkey.

Luke nodded with a smile standing up. "How bout we get a banana split for George and he can split it with Zac...could ya put lots of whipped cream and sprinkles on it?" he asked giving her a wink.

"I'll have the usual..." began Luke as he crouched down beside Zac. "You two see anything that looks good to yas?"

Luke took him up to the counter. "Hey there Jenny..." he greeted the girl behind the counter, shooting her his famous smile. "Like you to meet a friend of mind...this here is Zac...and the one with the tail is George," he added.

Luke smiled a little. "Well...time t' show ya what else is out there then..." he said as he pulled up to the ice cream shoppe in the square. Getting out he crossed over to Zac, helping him down before taking his hand and leading him up to the person at the counter.

Luke swallowed as he pulled his hand away, afraid he had done too much too quick. "I asked what kind of ice cream you like..." he answered softly.

Luke glanced at him stroking a hand through his hair. "Bet it'll be nice to get away from all that noise," said Luke as he drove out towards the town. He mostly was trying to make small talk, in order that Zac might feel comfortable with him. "What's your favorite kind of ice cream Zac?"

"Good boy," reassured Luke giving the hand a little squeeze as he led him outside picking him up and putting him into the truck gently buckling him in befoore getting in with him, and heading into town.

"I promise... we won't stay longer than you want to...but I think George would like a banana split to share with ya....and I'd like to hang out with you a bit...." said Luke still holding his hand out to him.