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Dukes in Canada, pt. 7

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by: Essy Jane

Bo and Luke were placed in different units of the hospital. Only family and
close friends were allowed to see Bo. He was so bad that they had to put him
in the surgical intensive care unit or SICU. Jud stayed with Bo while Cooter
stayed with Luke.

Luke was bad but not as bad. He was placed in the SU or surgical unit. Thank
goodness Luke wasn’t shot in the head. This gave doctors hope for the young
lad. But Luke had quite the broken arm. It was a miracle that the boys
lasted that long.

“Luke, if you open your eyes I’ll hire someone to cook for you,” Cooter
tried. He really wanted Luke to wake up. I’ll even pretend to like your
cooking.”

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Dukes in Canada, pt. 6

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by: Essy Jane

Two months later…
Bo and Jud were working in the fields once again. Luke made sandwiches for
them and brought them out. “You’re supposed to be relaxing at home there
cousin,” Jud scolded.

“Well certain things have caused me to want to visit,” Bo replied.

“Like what?”

“Try everlasting boredom. That’s why I’m working in the fields.”

“That’ll kill anyone.”

“Cut the act, I knew Bo being in bed wouldn’t last,” Luke stated. Both
sighed with relief knowing how concerned Luke had been for Bo. He was so
upset about the whole ordeal still though it had been a few months.

“Luke we need supplies, you want to go down to Mr. Rhuebottom’s with me?” Bo
asked.

“Yeah, I’d love to. Jud, can you keep watering? It has been a while since Bo
could actually go somewhere,” Luke stated. Jud nodded.

“Then I’ll drive?”

“Not as fast though.”

“Why not?”

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The Ransom: Chapter 9

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by: Kristy Duke

“Bo!” I am thrown awake by the sound of my own voice yelling out Bo’s name as the nightmare continues to relive itself within my mind, a vivid nightmare of Bo lying in a dark room slowly dying. His baby blue eyes scream silently in pain and fear as tears stain his cheeks and blood soaks through his blue coat he had been wearing. His thin chest only slightly moves up and down as he desperately fights to breathe despite the fact that death is claiming him slowly inch by inch.

Disbelief and horror streak through my numbing body as my captive’s words continue to roll rapidly in my head. Of the vivid description he gives of Bo’s death with each time he enters the old shed, describing Bo’s pain and fear, his coughing, and the blood.

“Glad you’ve awaken,” my captive brings my attention away from the wall ahead to the door that slowly squeaks shut, a broad and evil smile crosses his face as he throws a thick wooden chair in the room across from me, “perhaps you want to hear more about your cousin.”

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Silence Speaks a Thousand Words, ch. 8

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by: MacSas

“What happened!” yelled Bo.

“We think Lex must have been alerted by that alarm at the still site. He was probably watching the farm the whole time.” Clark said.

“Oh great,” Bo scoffed. “So the people assigned to protect her just went and led him right to her doorstep”

“Bo” Luke tried to soothe his cousins temper.

“Now look!” Clark fumed. “It’s not our fault.” He pointed at Roscoe. “You think he could have done any better?”

“I wouldn’t have led him to Daisy” Roscoe argued.

“Oh no,” Clark sneered “You just would’ve knocked on the door for him”

“Hey!” Roscoe huffed. “Who do you think you are?”

“STOP!” Luke yelled.

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