by: Marty Chrisman

The next two weeks passed much too quickly. Sierra started appearing at the Boars Nest that Monday and was doing one show a night three nights a week. By now everyone in Hazzard knew about Luke and Sierra. And even though some of the local girls were jealous that Sierra had won Luke’s heart, everyone was happy for them. Luke usually sang at least one or two songs with her at the Boars Nest. They even sang a couple that they had written together years ago. Their voices blended together in perfect harmony and they played off of each other’s natural talent with ease and confidence. Luke spent most of the time they had together in town with Sierra (and he did it with Uncle Jesse’s blessing)

All too soon it was time for Sierra to start getting ready to head back to Nashville. Two days before she was scheduled to leave, they were at the farm having supper with the family. Conversation soon turned to Sierra’s impending departure. Smiling secretively at each other, Sierra looked at everyone else at the table and said, “I have to go back to Nashville to lay down some tracks for my new CD but after I do that, I’m planning to come back here for awhile.”

“That’s great!” Daisy said. In the short time they’d known each other; Daisy had come to love the pretty singer as if she were her sister.

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by: Marty Chrisman

Bo was in the barnyard trying to round up some stray chicks when the blue mustang pulled into the driveway and pulled up beside the General Lee. He wasn’t really that surprised to see Luke slid out from the wheel as Sierra Dawson slid out of the other side of the car. He was actually pleased to see the pretty singer with Luke, he had suspected that whatever plans Luke had had the night before involved her and he was happy for his cousin because he knew just how much Luke cared about her. When Luke grabbed her hand as they walked towards the house Bo knew that they must have worked things out pretty good. Grinning, he followed them into the house.

Jesse and Daisy both glanced up as Luke came into the kitchen, mildly surprised but pleased to see that he was accompanied by Sierra. Jesse had told Daisy about Luke’s previous relationship with the talented singer the night before after they got home from town.

“Hi, everybody.” Luke said with a grin, as he stepped behind Sierra and protectively wrapped his arms around her waist. “Uncle Jesse, Daisy….this is Sierra Dawson.” Compared to Luke’s full height of six foot one, Sierra looked a lot smaller than she actually was.

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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