bethie88

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I love that they call that little girl Biscuit. But that will suck for her in a few years!

I know! I've just got so much going on with school and church and extra-curriculars! Please forgive me!

Hm... I hadn't heard that.

Wow! I'm really glad you liked them that much!

Not Jimmie. I can't stand Jimmie. He's so busy whining that Dale Jr. hit him that he doesn't realize he wrecked himself.

Tony's lookin' good for the championship.

Luke: We ain't gonna make it! Balladeer: I bet they do! Hide and watch.

I'm not really sure. I'll get on it, but it's not all written yet...

*nods* Twas Daisy Mae... or May... whichever...

I wanna go to the race! I'm hoping Mark Martin wins the championship. This is his last chance.

As Austin climbed out of the truck, he noticed that everyone was looking at him, worry in their eyes. "Doc said I'd be fine," Austin said. "So you can all quit looking like I just been diagnosed with, 'Oh-Lord-he's-gonna-die' disease." Bo was trying to be serious, but Austin's pronouncement sent him into a laughing fit, which ended quickly when Jesse gave him 'the look.' "Oh, shoot," Bo said. "We didn't do nothin' wrong, Jesse!" "Sure you didn't!" Jesse said. "Do you know that if you hurt Tilly, we might be penniless until we can get her fixed?"

A little later, Jesse took the truck and went for Luke. Bo wanted to go, but Jesse said, "Bo, I need you to stay with the girls and the younger boys. They need you here." Bo nodded "OK, Uncle Jesse." Beth walked out to Bo, who was standing alone, watching Jesse drive away, worried beyond words about Luke. "Honey, are you OK?" she asked him softly, pulling her robe around her. It was pretty chilly. Bo nodded. "Yeah, I'm fine. Are you OK?" She smiled. "I'm fine, sweetie." He pulled her against his side and shook his head. "That Luke..." Beth nodded. "And that Bo... They're two peas in a pod." Bo laughed. He knew she was right. But he protested anyway. "Who's the one NOT in jail this morning." Beth smiled. "Point made." Dixie, meanwhile, was standing in the window, watching the dust from Jesse's truck, and hoping that he'd bring Luke back with him. Cue Dixie

Yeah. I'd be forced to agree with that!

Oh, yeah! He's built well, top to bottom. literally! lol

Mmm-mmm-mmm!

Mm-mm-mm... And when he climbs in and out of those windows in those pants! Wow!

I always sing that song with my cousins. It's teh fun!

WTC? If there's one thing about Bo Duke, he LOVED girls. Being afraid of them was NOT in his nature!

*sigh* That beautiful Plymouth Roadrunner! I loved that dang car!

I'm sure John was kidding. He wouldn't mean that. Besides, the man has General Lee's and all.

How about... "Real Good Man" by Tim McGraw "Fast Cars and Freedom" by Rascal Flatts ?

Just right. Oh, man, yes!

I love to hear John sing!

Bo opened his bedroom door gently, hoping that Beth was asleep. He eased in the room and quietly shut the door. Beth said, "I'm awake. You can quiet tip toeing around." Bo sat down on the bed taking his boots off. Beth sat up and hugged him. "Not that I'm complaining or anything but what's that for?" Beth was choked up as she said, "For coming home tonight." She swollowed, "Instead of being with Luke." Bo turned to his wife and saw her very upset, "Honey. Shhh. It's Ok. I knew there was going to be trouble but I couldn't stop it. Luke did not need my help with Ralph or with getting into trouble." Bo sighed. Beth knew the answer before she asked but had to ask anyway, "And had he, you would have been right beside him. Wouldn't you?" Bo bite his lip as he looked into Beth's eyes before answering, "Yes, honey I would have. I'm sorry, Beth. But Luke's like a brother to me, and I couldn't stand by and watch him get in a fight he couldn't win." Beth looked at her husband for a minute. "Bo Duke, if I didn't love you so much..." "I know," Bo said. "But I'm sure glad you do." He laid down beside his young bride and pulled her close to him. "Well, Mrs. Duke... is there any more reward for not getting in trouble tonight?" Beth just smiled wickedly and pulled Bo's head down for a long kiss. ~*~*~*~*~ Meanwhile, Dixie couldn't sleep. She knew Daisy was asleep, and hated that there was noone to talk to. She lay there wondering if what Daisy said about Luke was really true. Would he even care if he knew he was hurting her? That was a silly question. She knew he would. Luke was a good man. But... He wouldn't care about the fact that... She was... infatuated... no... it was more than that. There was something she felt for the dark haired Duke boy that was so much more than that. But what was it? ~*~*~*~*~ The next morning......... Cue Dixie