by: Essy Jane

Luke came back from the hospital two weeks after Bo moved into the physical
therapy center. He would be surprised greatly. Bo was in the bathroom
cleaning it when Luke arrived. Bo loved to keep busy. He didn’t want to stop
living his life.

“We changed your room Larry,” The nurse stated.

“Thank you ma’am, I hated my roommate. He snored and talked in his sleep.
Not to mention his over enthusiasm. I can’t stand it, makes me want to die,”
Luke answered back.

“I’m sure you’ll like this roommate. He’s just your type, I promise.”

“Yeah, well I thought you said I’d have my own room.”

“I told you that would be the case if we didn’t get anymore patients. And
guess what happened, a new one arrived.”

Luke snarled at the lady. He just wanted her to leave. Luke didn’t like
company much. Even the sight of Jud troubled him. Luke figured that neither
he nor anyone else should have to suffer with hearing his grieving heart
cry.

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by: Essy Jane

As promised, the Dukes were relocated to Calgary or better known as cow
town. They had new names and everything. They wanted to keep their names at
least with the first letter so if Bo were to wake up he wouldn’t be so
confused.

Bo’s name was now known as Barry. Luke picked it for him. He said he had to
remain a country boy, it was in his blood. Jud’s name was now Jared. And
Luke was known as Larry. If you hear those names don’t get confused like I
did.

Luke was sent to a place where he had constant physical therapy. It was a
live–in deal. Bo would come along too…if he woke up. Luke didn’t think he
would. He was in a hole of deep depression. Sure of many things, one of
which was never walking again.

Luke slipped into a never ending depression that seemed to eat away at his
heart. Jud prayed for a miracle. That Bo would wake and get Luke out of this
rut. Or maybe that Luke would just try. Try to live… try to do things on his
own. It got so bad that he had to have a tube placed in his nose to make
sure he’d eat.

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by: Kristy Duke

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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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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