Garrett Duke

Number of people chatting means the number of people that are chatting in the chat rooms here on hazzardnet. As of why it isn't on your other servers, I don't know.

Oh how very true...

Ah Ok. internet explorer is familiar to me...I thought you were listing virus programs that you had. I hope you will come across something that will work, that is frustrating.

What kind of response is that? Kinda vague, isn't it?

You are welcome, Lost Soul. I hope that I have helped at least a little bit. The program you mentioned isn't familiar to me, so I dont' think that is the program my parents had. Do you have spyware of any kind?

Across the street, Bo watches as the front door is thrown open and Jesse climbs out with a wearied look across his bearded face, followed by Luke. Mixed emotions surround Bo as he watches his family walk along the front lawn, hidden behind a couple of trees. He's excited to see them, to feel some normality to his life, and at the same time anger and resentment fills him towards how they had treated him. Of the looks they had given him before their final fight, of the silence they all had given him, acting as if he had something contagious and wanting nothing to do with him. But at least he had been able to place them out of harms way for the time being. Their safety had to measure up to some relief and happiness, because if anything had happened to any one of them, he would never be able to live with himself. Question march through his mind of where he is going next, what will he do with the rest of his life if he never makes up with his family. How could he ever live in Hazzard if everyone remains angry and upset at him, especially his family. But mainly, questions pertaining his family safety crosses his mind. He had momentarily put them out of harm's way but Paul and his group of friends will sooner or later come back. What will he do then? He was only able to hear what was going on because he was at the farm and had overheard Paul talking on the phone. Now he won't have that advantage unless he kept spying on his family, watching them to make sure they're ok. "That'd never work," Bo speaks aloud, creeped out by the silence that now follows him everywhere. Luke is too smart to be outsmarted by him, too observant to leave a follower unnoticed. Luke would notice him within the first few minutes. Which would turn into another big fight which would either leave Bo painfully hurt or in jail. Whatever came first. So it wasn't an option to follow them or to watch the farm for clues and Paul and his friends were too violent to even think of following to keep tabs of. Leaving him with the only option of perhaps going to the law and perhaps talking them into believing his side of the argument. And since he had gotten escorted out of the farm by Sheriff Coltrane himself, he doubted he'd be able to do that. (cue Lori)

This is a story co-written by myself, Garrett Duke, and Lori Davenport. I hope you will all enjoy reading it as the story moves along. ********************************************************************* Bo sat silently in the driver's seat of The General Lee, thinking aimlessly about the past couple of days while staring up at the old farm house. The old farm house that he had once called home for so many years. And now, it is a place he yearns so much to return to and yet he can't. Perhaps if he sat and begged for forgiveness, then maybe his cousin would welcome him back. Perhaps then his uncle would give him the kind smile he often times had given him throughout the twenty years he had been living there. Perhaps then they all would say, "Welcome home." But he wasn't going to apologize or to ask for any forgiveness from any one of them, he can't and he won't. He refuses to apologize for something he hadn't even done. But because he had crossed the line, so to speak, to help protect the family he cherished, he is now the outsider. The one they all are upset at. The one that his cousin had told him he would be happy if the next time they saw him was at his funeral as the pastor closed the casket. He was only trying to save them from the inevitable and he had. He had learned the hard way that sometimes in order to protect the ones you loved, you had to be the bad guy in ones eyes, that sometimes you have to let them go in order to save them. "At least I got you, huh General?" Bo asks aloud to interrupt the thick silence that fills the old muscle car that he had helped build up with his cousin. If Luke had insisted upon taking The General, he would have had the support from Jesse and Daisy to do so, along with Cooter and many more towns people. Everyone would have backed Luke up, leaving Bo as the odd man out and with little choice but to give The General up. But as it is, Luke was too anxious to get rid of him than to fight over a car, as he put it, could build all over if he wanted to. And without The General, Bo would have been left out to sleep under the stars at night and no where else to turn to. He had no money for food or for bed, all he had was the clothes on his back and the comfort of The General. If he had expected all of this to happen, he would have packed. But it had happened so quickly that he hadn't even seen the fight coming or that they would rather take Paul's side over his.

How's that?

Well if it's not the truth, why are you getting defensive?

Lost Soul - I don't know much about computers other than how to turn them on and to work certain programs, so maybe I shouldn't be posting here. But my parents' computer / internet did that for a long time. Am not a hundred percent why it was, but it is now gone. I want to say it was from their virus program they had. Do you have a virus program on your computer and what type? Or perhaps it was a spyware program that was doing it. . . Just a couple of ideas to check out. I could ask them next time I talk to them how they got rid of it. Perhaps they would know, my dad knows more about that type of stuff than me anyway. I hope that I am of some help and didn't confuse you any more. Good luck!

How dare I what? Speak the truth? HEE HEE

OK then...which one of us isn't violent then?

Well...Shay does it to me all the time. (Garrett's nine month old nephew) So I guess I wouldn't think much of it...come to expect it from you about now.

Hmmm. . .good point, Lori. Though Jesse has now come accustomed to my violence and fighting and has long ago gave up on me. He knows no matter what he says, nothing's gonna put a stop to me. You, B.L. and Daisy on the other hand, he may be surprised to see it coming from.

Oh my, where's all this violence coming from? Now what would Uncle Jesse say if he saw y'all fighting? I think we should all take the cheesecake and settle on being friends.

*quizzical look* Oh why not? I just don't understand. . .

Your English is fine, Canayaboy. You are very welcome...I wish I could help you out there, I feel for you. I'd be lost without the Dukes or to have something as the Dukes and not to be able to understand it all. If I happen upon anything of what you are wanting, I will make sure to tell you, but as of now, I haven't heard or seen anything like that. All I know is of the series I have and I am betting it is probably the same as the one you mentioned. I am sorry, I can't be of much help. I enjoyed talking to you the other day and getting to meet you. It is always great to meet new people and talk to other Duke fans. This site is great that you get to talk to other big Duke fans who understand what's so big about the show. If you know what I mean. There is something about the show and this site that just seems to keep you addicted and wanting more. In a good way. I hope that you will soon find what you are looking for. Good luck in your search.

Awww, what fun is that?

See! I told you so!

You're hallucinating again, Lori. We were both throwin' 'em and you got to admit...it was fun, wasn't it? Just a little?

You and your faulty memory...huh? Or should I say your selective remembering...hee hee.

If I remember right...it wasn't only throwing the mud pies. Now was it?

I wasn't causing trouble. I was. . .um. . .I was. . .having fun! See! I don't lie!

*Innocent look* Who? Me? *pouty look* How dare you insinuate such a thing as of me causing trouble. I never cause trouble. *Innocent look*