Okay, give me a list of everything ya need. Remember now, don't give yer exact location away, in case Rosco might happen ta be listenin' *pauses* and don't worry about me, I know exactly which cabin yer talkin' about. .

"Great..."

Bo carefully rattled off the list of supplies, sometimes using code names for what they needed in case Rosco was listening and could figure out where they were from what they needed...not that he thought Rosco could.

*just listening noot daring to talk for fear that he was not really missing would become known*

Jesse *looking down at list* I think I got it all. Where can I find the car magazines?

Uh, Rhuebottoms should have em Uncle Jesse...or our subscriptions might have come in at the post office...you could check with Ms Tizdale...

*says with a smirk*

*chuckles at that*

I'm gonna have ta run into town but I won't be long. If ya think of anything else call me as soon as possible 'cause yer walkie talkie won't work when I git too far away

*nods a little*

I'm gone *grabs his keys and wallet and walks toward dirty white Ford truck*

Bo smiled and put the CB down, shaking his head a little as he sat back in the chair again.

"Ms Tizdale's afternoon should be brightened up some..."

Recon so...the problem now'll be if Jesse can get away from her long enough t' get the supplies to us...

*a cloud of dust follows as Jesse is driving down Old Mill Road in the pick-up with the list on his seat and concern on his mind*

*nods with a smile, thinking*

*picks up cb*

Boss, I keep trying to get enos but i cant reach him over.

*puts down cb*

*sits down tilting back in his chair*

*arrives at Rhuebottom's, with list in hand*

*sighs softly, looking up at the ceiling*

*sighs* Shoulda brought the guitars...

*nods a little*

*Puts supplies in truck after leaving Rhuebottoms then walks over to post office and takes a number then explains to Miz Tisdale that the boys ordered a bunch of back issues of Muscle Car Monthly magazine that they were expecting to come in today. After convincing her that it was okay for him to pick up their mail (by telling her he'd take her to the Catfish dinner at the Fire Hall Saturday night) Jesse hops in truck and drives back to the farm*

*sighs softly* Been a while since you and me camped here...aint it?

*back at the farm, Jesse gets out of the truck and goes inside to drink a glass of apple juice*

*nods softly*

YEah has...

*smiles softly thinking about the last time they were there*

"So have you got a plan t'save the farm yet or was the thoughtful expression on your face in the farmhouse because you were trying to think of one?"

Bo asked after a while.