It was early one morning in Hazzard and Daisy had just finished cleaning up after breakfast. Enos had gone to work, his leg much better now that he could work well with his prosthesis. Daisy smiled, it had seemed for so long that their world was never going to get better, but it finally had. However, Lily now fifteen was getting to driving and taking her younger siblings to school Daisy had help. She smiled at two-year old Jesse, who sat in his high chair watching her as she dried the last of the dishes.