Thanks for all the nice reviews! I appreciate them so much! Here's another chapter. Again, please review. - Jordyn

"I'm worried 'bout Bo," confessed Luke two nights later as he sat on the front porch with Uncle Jesse looking at the starry sky.

"He's had a mighty big accident, Luke. He's bound to be shook up a bit."

Luke shook his head. "Nah, it ain't that, Jesse. His whole attitude has changed. It's like he's a totally different person. Enos came to see him and he wouldn't come out of our room. Heck, he even refused to talk to Beth Ann when she called yesterday."

Bo refusin' to talk to a pretty gal? This is serious, folks.

"Have ya asked him what's goin' on?"

"That's another thing, Jesse. He used to tell me everything. Now I do good t' get one or two words out o' him at a time."

Jesse nodded. "So what do ya think it is, Luke?" he asked, noting the look of determination on his nephew's face.

"I don't know," said Luke rising up from the porch step, "but I aim to find out."

Bo was lying on his bed, staring out the window when Luke walked into their room.

"Hey, Bo."

Bo didn't move or reply. He simply stared into the dark night sky.

"Bo, what's wrong?"

"Nothin'."

"C'mon, cousin. Somethin's eatin' you up. What is it?"

"I said it's nothin', Luke! Now will ya leave me be? Please? Just leave me be!"

Luke turned and began to walk out the door when he heard a soft sound coming from Bo's bed; he knew immediately that Bo was crying and trying not to let on. Luke turned towards his cousin once more. "C'mon, Bo. What's goin' on?"

"Go away… please Luke, just go away, okay?" sobbed Bo desparately.

"Nope, I ain't goin' nowhere. Not 'til ya tell me what's goin' on."

Bo wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. He felt more tears coming and wished that Luke would listen to him for once in his life.

Luke set a handkerchief down in front of his cousin. Bo said nothing but sat up, shamefully wiping his eyes. Luke shook his head. His baby cousin could be so stubborn.

"Ya wanna try again?" asked Luke.

"You won't understand," muttered Bo, turning for the first time to face Luke. He could see the concern in his cousin's deep blue eyes.

"Try me."

"It's just… the accident… it… it changed me," said Bo, wiping his tears with his shirt sleeve.

"How d'ya mean?"

"Luke, the doc… he said I can't drive…."

"That's just 'til your concussion heals up…. It's only temporary…" interrupted Luke.

"Well, that may be but… the thing is… Luke, I don't care if I ever drive again."

"Bo, what are ya sayin'?"

Bo sighed. "I'm sayin' that the General is yours. I don't want my half no more."

Luke was dumb-founded. "Bo… you're… you're just shook up a bit. Give it some time and…"

Bo shook his curly blond head. "I don't need t' give it time, cousin. I thought long and hard 'bout it. I'm through with drivin'… for good," he added as tears poured down his cheeks.

"Bo…"

"Luke, my mind's made up now, so please, will ya go?" choked Bo. "Please?"

Nodding, Luke slowly left the bedroom, shutting the door behind him.

Now friends, a Duke not wanting t' drive is like a duck bein' afraid o' water- just plain unnatural. Y'all stick around.