by: Marty Chrisman

Bo knew as soon as Luke rejoined him that something had happened between him and Sierra, something good from the smile that Luke had on his face but Bo didn’t have time to ask. It was time to start the show. The boys took the stage and sang for almost an hour. Since they’d sang at the Boars Nest before most of the locals knew and liked their music. By the time Sierra’s portion of the show started, the crowd was more than ready.

She hit the stage and tore into an upbeat version of Rocky Top that had the crowd yelling and screaming for more. She ran through most of her own hits plus some other current hits and then surprised the crowd when she called Luke back on stage to sing some duets with her. The crowd listened, yelling enthusiastically, as they sang Jackson, Golden Rings, Long legged guitar picking man and Holding on to Nothing. They were even more enthusiastic when Sierra gave Luke a kiss on the cheek before he left the stage. She closed her show with a gospel number Amazing Grace. The concert was a huge success. Afterwards, she sat on the edge of the stage for almost three hours, signing autographs.

Luke hung around backstage waiting for her to finish. He’d told Bo to go on home without him but didn’t reveal his plans for the rest of the night. He still couldn’t believe that things had turned out the way that they had. After eight long years, he finally had the chance he wanted to be with Sierra again.

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By: Hilery “Scoot” Davenport
Edited by: Hoss

After a long drive the group finally arrived back in town. Rosco slowly walked to Boss’s office and knocked on the door. Enos ran downstairs to mop the floor, and Cletus, well he was just too chicken to even go into the police station, preferring to stay outside writing phony tickets instead.

“Who is it!”

“Boss, it’s me, Rosco.”

“Come in, come in,” Rosco opened the door as he was told to, “Rosco, please tell me you caught that Davenport girl.”

“You see Boss, I didn’t catch her. We was out looking for her when we started chasing a teal Mustang that none of us had seen before. The Mustang flew straight over Hazzard Creek and, well, me and the rest of the department kinda went into it. The Dukes gave me a ride back.”

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by: Kristy Duke

by: MacSas

How could everything have gone so wrong? He was better than this. He should have had it his way. Instead he was running through a county backdrop that was alien to him. He needed somewhere to hide, somewhere to rest and collect his thoughts. He’d been foolish at the farmhouse. He’d allowed himself to fall prey to the belief that these were just hick people. They’d proved him wrong. He’d had the game under his control, but had taken his eye off the ball. Now he was paying for it.

Damn her! This was all her fault. Even though rational thinking told him to get out of town while things were fairly quiet, he could not let her think she had won. Nothing had gone right for him since he’d met her. She was like a poison he had to rid himself of. Yeah, that was it. Get rid of the poison and all would be well again. He could do that. It was second nature for him to remove those that were in his way.

by: Marty Chrisman

When Luke rejoined Bo and the rest of the family, Bo immediately noticed that Luke seemed upset. But he didn’t question him about what had happened behind stage until later that night when they were getting ready for bed.

“You talked to her, didn’t ya?” he asked as he pulled off his boots and stood up to unfasten his jeans.

“Yeah….” Luke said without elaborating, as he unfastened his own jeans and stripped down to his shorts.

“And?” Bo probed. Sometimes getting information out of Luke was almost like pulling teeth. It could be frustrating when he decided to answer questions with one word.

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