Kristy stepped off the bus as it stopped in the center of Hazzard. So this is where they grew up? She thought to herself. It's only been a week since her parents' death. Her parents' were killed by a drunk driver, who swerved into the other lane of oncoming traffic where her parents had been driving.
Kristy looked up at the bright sunny sky, and she couldn't help but feel lost. She's never been here, how was she supposed to make it to her aunt's house? She noticed a policeman writing a ticket and placing it on a white pickup truck. I suppose he would be a great person to talk to if I want directions to my aunt's house. She walked up to the policeman and tapped him on the shoulder. He jumped and started yelling at her.
"What do you think you're doing scaring an officer of the law like that? You scuffed my uniform." he yelled obviously startled by her little tap.
"I'm sorry officer, my name is Kristina Matthews, and I just wanted to ask for some directions. See, I just moved into town to live with my aunt." I explained.
"My name is Rosco P. Coltrane. Welcome to Hazzard, where are you trying to go?" He asked.
"My aunt's farm, her name is Marybeth Matthews." I told him.
"Marybeth, well she lives right on that back road there." He told me. "I can have my deputy Enos Straight take you there if you would like."
"Oh thank you sir that would be wonderful." I told him.
'ENOS!" Rosco yelled.
"Yes sir?" Enos replied to his superior.
"Take this young lady to Marybeth Matthews' farm."
"Yes sir. Howdy miss I'm Enos."
"Hello, I'm Kristina Matthews, and thank you for taking me." I replied.
The ride to the farm didn't take too long and Enos was telling me all about Hazzard as we drove. I was only half paying attention. The police car turned into the gravel driveway to the farm and I saw the most handsome boy I have ever seen in my life. This blonde boy was shirtless working on something and I couldn't really tell what. I was too focused on him.
