just_me Posted August 6, 2007 Author Report Share Posted August 6, 2007 Now Jesse was an old man and with those years came some knowledge concerning people. If he thought of a person to be good they most of the time were and if he did not trusted a person then most of the time there was a reason for that. Now in this case Jesse wasnâ€™t quite sure what he thought of the young man who was a guest in his house today, but like always he was ready to give the man the benefit of the doubt. Slowly he walked up to the orange racecar were he still found Ben listening to all Nick had to say about it. â€œHey Uncle Jesse!â€ Nick greeted him â€œHey son, how is it going?â€ Jesse said smiling while he reached his hand through the car window and ruffled the boyâ€™s hair.â€œJust wanted to let Mr. Haywood hear the Generalâ€™s horn.â€ Nick saidâ€œWell whatâ€™s stopping you?â€ Jesse grinned. â€œLet him hear it then.â€ Nick did not hesitated and within seconds the Dixie Horn echoed over the farm yard.â€œSure is al hell of a car.â€ Ben said impressed. Nick glanced automatically at Uncle Jesse and saw the old man frown but not saying anything. â€œYou should not say Hell in front of Uncle Jesse.â€ He whispered while he reached over to Benâ€™s ear. â€œHe doesnâ€™t like that at all.â€ â€œO Iâ€™m sorry Sir.â€ Ben said with a big grin playing the game along. â€œI meant to say this is a real fine car.â€ â€œIt sure is.â€ Jesse replied, softly smiling understanding what Nick had whispered. â€œYou know my boys have built it from the ground. Ever since Luke was 16 theyâ€™ve been working on it and drove more races in it then I can remember.â€ â€œWell then they had quite some practice. No wonder everybody thinks they are liable to win the race tomorrow.â€ Ben said while he got out of the car and stood besides Jesse. â€œWell if you drove NASCAR youâ€™re not quite a rooky yourself now ainâ€™t ya.â€ Jesse said Ben grinned. â€œNo Iâ€™m not; I think we can expect a Hell of a race tomorrow.â€ Immediately Nick shook his head in unbelief and hit his forehead with the palm of his hand like he wanted to say â€œOw what kind of idiot is this guy.â€ Ben laughed out loud at this little piece of theater and made an apologizing movement with his hands. â€œA real exciting race, I mean of course.â€ Even Jesse had to laugh now and slapped the manâ€™s shoulder. â€œSo Ben youâ€™ve still got any family around?â€ Jesse asked just to make conversation. â€œOnly a sister and she lives in Columbia North Carolina, I go and visit her now and then.â€ â€œWouldnâ€™t she have liked to see you race tomorrow?â€ Nick asked through the window still behind the wheel of the General. â€œNeh she has seen me race plenty and Columbia is a long way from here.â€ â€œSo why Hazzard?â€ Jesse asked. â€œWhy choose this town to race?â€ Ben shrugged â€œIt was on my way and I heard Mr. Hogg needed a driver, so I thought Iâ€™d be stupid to let the opportunity pass.â€ Ben was quick with answers but something in the way the man wiggled his hands made Jesse wonder. Jesse bit his lip for a moment while thinking. â€œI know I already told you this during supper.â€ the old man said than. â€œBut I canâ€™t keep myself from telling you again. I know this man you are driving for almost whole of my life, he even used to be my friend ones, but when it concerns JD nothing good can come of it. This man would sell his own mother as it made a profit and cheats even with a friendly game of checkers. Maybe you should think about whether the money heâ€™s is paying you is word that risk.â€ Ben stared for a moment buy then steadied his gaze and looked at Jesse. â€œIâ€™ve just been hired to drive a race, thatâ€™s nothing more then Iâ€™ve done many times before. I canâ€™t see why that should be a problem Mr. Duke.â€ Jesse sighed but than nodded. â€œWell Iâ€™m sure youâ€™re the best judge of that.â€ He said. â€œI just wanted you to no for certain what kind of man you are driving for.â€ Then he looked at his old pocked watch he kept in the front pocket of his overalls and turned to Nick who immediately let himself glide down the car seat as if he wanted himself to disappear. Jesse grinned. â€œItâ€™s almost 9 buddy, time to get in to the house and get ready for bed. If you jump in those pajamas already Iâ€™ll make you a bedtime snack. â€ â€œBut Uncle Jesseâ€¦..â€ Nick said in a complaining voice. â€œIâ€™m not tired yet and tonight is my last night!â€ â€œI know sport.â€ Jesse said understanding. â€œBut even then you need your sleep. Tomorrow will be a busy day.â€ â€œPlease Uncle Jesse!â€ Nick begged not showing any sign of wanting to clime out of the car. Jesse did not respond but crossing his arms and giving Nick a very sharp look.Nick knew in advance he would not have a chance to win this argument and the chances Jesse would lat him stay up later were zero, bur something is his head told him not to give in. â€œI donâ€™t want to go to bed Uncle Jesse, please itâ€™s not fair.â€ He cried out. â€œItâ€™s my last night. I wonâ€™t be able to sleep anyway. Canâ€™t I just sit with yaâ€™all in the living room? I will be very quite I swear!â€ Jesse was losing his patience and raised his voice. â€œNick, stop your nagging at get out of the General now.â€ He said stern. â€œYouâ€™re going to bed and thatâ€™s it, now I donâ€™t want to ask you again.â€ If Nick had been in his right mind he would have known this was the sign to move in to house as fast as he could, but somehow an old habit seemed to snug bag in. â€œNo I donâ€™t want to!â€ he said loud while he crossed his arms in an insulted way. â€œAnd you canâ€™t make me!â€ Apparently that was the drop that did it because just in a fraction of a second Jesse placed one hand in the boyâ€™s neck and one around his upper arm and forced him to get out of the car. Now although Nick had the good sense not to fight Jesseâ€™s grip, the angle he was in giving him every opportunity to wrestle loose though, he didnâ€™t gave in easily. â€œItâ€™s not fair! Itâ€™s not fair, itâ€™s not fair.â€ He screamed while he got out of the car and gave Jesse a defiant look. As soon as Nick was standing with his feet on the ground Jesse grabbed the boy by the arm, pulled him close to him and gave two firm swats on his behind with his freehand. Not expecting the sting Nick immediately let out a screech and started to cry. â€œNow what in tarnation is this all about!â€ Jesse said as he had spun the boy around to face him. â€œIâ€™m sorry Uncle Jesse but I donâ€™t wanna go to sleep!â€ Nick repeated in a sobbing voice.Jesse was amazed by the stubbornness Nick displayed all of a sudden. â€œNow Nick I already told you to stop complaining once and if I have to do it twice Iâ€™m going to put you over my knee for real, is that what you want son?â€ â€œNo sir.â€ Nick said while he searched the ground. â€œThen do as you are told and I want to see you, washed, brushed, wearing pajamaâ€™s and in bed, within10 minutes. Do I make myself clear?â€ â€œYes sir.â€ Nick repeated meekly still sniffing away his tears. â€œWell git!â€ Jesse said firm and watched the young boy run of.During the argument Ben had respectively stepped back thinking a person should not interfere in this kind op family situations and had turned away from them to save Nick the embarrassment of being watched. After Nick had run in to the house he turned himself to Jesse. â€œBig temper for such a small boy.â€ Ben jokedJesse nodded and sighed. â€œWell Mr. Haywood let us see or that gift of yours not only smells good but taste good well.â€ Ben grinned. â€œSounds like a mighty fine plan sir.â€ Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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