Elly May Duke

Daisy: How so?

Martha: *nods* and next week will be three years since Misty was born . . .and then we lost her a few days later.

Doc: Well just let me know if you are. . .you can't heal if you're hurting. (Tho I always wait till it gets almost unbearable cause I don't want them to give me Morphine. . .not that they always do, but I like being awake)

Daisy: Uncle Jesse. . .I forgave Bo, but I'm still freaked out by the whole thing.

Martha: Well we've got Cooter. . .I wonder how long that will last.

Doc: You in any pain Andrew?

Neither would I. . .and then we could listen to Randy Houser. . .lol and Eric Church. . .and I'd tell him how much their songs describe him.

Redneck Woman ~ Gretchen Willson (Hey that's our song)

I'd say the same for Alan Jackson too I think. . .maybe. . .but I'd be for bout anyboyd country for Vp

Daisy: What doesn't surprise you? (When you scootin off?)

(and that's what they got) Martha: I wish it were so.

(Maybe. . .all I can say we all have a purpose. . .who knows) Andrew: Please mama. . .I just don't like seeing you so sad.

Daisy: I've been praying about it. . .it still scares me.

Martha: I can picture us with some tough boys to help you in the fields. . .what about you?

(What daisy just said would probably be what my mom would've said if I'd had his faith then and what a lot of people are amazed with me for. . .last week we had this amazing guy sing at our church form WV and he was playin country/bluegrass kinda stuff. . .I get embarassed when people say that, but who knows I might inspire them . .guess that's why I was put here. . .who knows) Andrew: I don't know. . .I just feel like he's looking over me. . .and daddy and the rest of us.

Daisy: Uncle Jesse. . .I've had a LOT of dreams about her dying. . .it bothers me.

Martha: Jesse. . .can you picture us with kids? How do you picture it?

Andrew: Don't worry mama. . .God'll take care of me. . .he will (Well that's a statement of faith from a. . .however old he is ain't much)

Daisy: Uncle Jesse. . .I hope I never have to feel what you probably did when Misty died.

Jesse: maybe, but not as good a mama as you'd have made (and little do they know they'll get their chance in about six years)

Andrew: What's wrong mama? please don't cry.

Jesse lifts Cooter out of the truck and takes him to his room and lays him down.

Daisy: How long after she died did we come?

Daisy: *tries to blink back tears* I know you do Doc. . .you've always done so much for us.

Daisy: *nods* I wish there was some other way. . .I love Andrew so much.