Garrett Duke

You know what they say...great minds think alike.

Nothing like going around in circles, huh?

Well if you are set out to do a job, you might as well as do it right! Anyway...forget it. I really didn't mean to make it confusing, but I did. LOL. Go figure! I guess in other words, if you didn't teach me to lie and I don't lie, then who did? LOL Make any more sense?

Well you said that finally someone learned something when I said I learnd to lie from you if I was lying and then you took that back...think we're confused! LOL

Well did you teach me or didn't you? Cause if you didn't, that means no one has learned nothing...right?

Standing at the ledge of the cliff, Bo finds himself drowning in sadness and dispair as if he had been sucked under quick sand with no hope of getting out. The more time passes the more his thoughts and emotions build around him, controlling him as if he had been hypnotized. Hypnotized by the events of the past two weeks, of Paul's everlasting effects upon him and his family, tearing everything he stood for apart. If only he could have Luke sit down and listen, maybe. . . Though deep down, Bo knows that there is little to no hope of Luke listening to a word he says as long as Paul is there to control things. Heck, through the two weeks he had been here, he had even found himself at odds with Jesse and Daisy as they had quietly seemed to take Luke's side. Not just because they honestly confessed to Rosco of him throwing the first punch, but because they believed that he, Bo, was jealous of Paul's relationship with Luke. Claiming him to be jealous of Paul, just because Luke had been spending more time with Paul than him. Quietly, he had been a bit at odds at the fact that Luke would chose Paul over him, shoving him aside for some stranger. But that had nothing to do with his accusations towards Paul being trouble. Trouble was, was that Bo had little to no evidence to back him up; he had only overheard a conversation he had over the phone claiming he had everything in control now that Luke had fallen hook line and sinker. And when Bo had stated that to Luke and Jesse, Luke had flat out called him a liar and Jesse scolded him for spreading rumors with nothing to back it up with. Or Daisy telling him that he needs to relax and to be happy for Luke. That it all wasn't about him. Through all that, nothing had hurt him more than the hateful words Luke had spoken towards him through the past two weeks. Even his painful punches and hits didn't even measure up to the pain his words had created within him. If things weren't bad enough, Bo had no one to turn to for support. Tears sting his eyes as he glares down the large rocky cliff, eyeing the small creek below at the end that is barely noticeable at the height he stands. Behind him, the CB crackles once again and Cooter's voice calls out and Bo listens to Cooter's worried voice asking where he is at. Trying to reach out to him. 'But why?' crosses his mind at the thought that the mechanic would want to reach out to him, to climb in the middle of the mess he had dug himself into. Sighing heavily, he glances back down the cliff as questions rush through his mind. Questions of what he had done so wrong that had placed him homeless and what he could have done different? Questions of his unknown future once again haunts him as he realizes he has no where to go for the night. It will be the first time in his life he will be forced to spend the night in The General. Deep down he knows he can't live in The General alone. He'd need food drink to survive and in order to get any of that he'd need money. Money he doesn't have or means of getting. Angrily, he bends down and grabs a big rock that he had been playing with with the toe of his boot and looks at it for a moment. "Damn it!" he cusses angrily as he throws the rock as hard as he could. Silence unfolds as he watches the rock fall steadily and slowly down into the small creek. After a moment, he reluctantly steps back and walks to his car to grab the handle from inside and responds to Cooter, "First off Cooter, I appreciate you calling out to me, I really do. It's just I don't think it would be the best thing for you if you would attempt to help me or to meet up with me. Or to make my location known to whoever may be listening," Bo goes silent as tears streak his face. Tears of sadness and dispair along with fear. Fear of what his future will bring him and fear for his family whose fate lies openly to Paul who had made clear and violent threats to Bo; of course, only when no one else was around. Deep down, Bo knows that Paul is trouble and sooner or later, trouble will unfold for Luke and the rest of the Dukes that trust him. Which only leads Bo's mind quickly unwinding through several possible reasons of why he is in town and what he will do to his only family. And now that he has gotten himself kicked out and hated, there is little he can do to prevent his family from getting hurt. "Thanks, Cooter," Bo finds his voice to say, "for everything. You've been a great friend. Perahps," Bo goes quiet again as his attention falls upon a big black bird soaring over the trees in the near distance, "perhaps when all of this is over and behind us," Bo's voice slowly fades as his thoughts continue to haunt him, "I mean if we can get past this, I can take you out and buy you a cold one in my appreciation. Until then, please keep an eye out for 'em. Thanks man!" With that said, Bo slowly climbs back into The General and throws the handle back onto the empty seat next to him. Sitting within his beloved car, he continues to watch the big bird soaring and allowing his thoughts to swiftly and angrily flow within him while allowing the tears to melt down his cheeks and his emotions to grab a hold of him. (CUE Lori...sorry it's so long! What can I say? Bo inspires my writing. . .)

Well Lori...if the shoe fits, might as well as wear it then. As for lying...I don't know how to lie. That is unless you taught me how to do so.

I've seen the video a couple of times on either CMT or GAC...funny video. Enjoyed seeing John in it.