DISCLAIMER
Dukes of Hazzard belongs to the WB. So far, I only own Bo's girlfriend, whose name I got from UC: Undercover when it was still on.
"Now, hold on a minute. I'm mighty confused here," Luke said. Bo and the officer laughed as they approached the family.
"Fellas, I want ya'll to meet my gal, Carly Jacobson," Bo said proudly. He gave her a loving squeeze.
"A smokey? You got involved with a smokey?" Luke asked. Well, don't that take the prize? he thought to himself.
"How in tarnation did that happen?" Cooter wondered. Of all the gals Bo had fallen for, he had somehow been smitten by a dang smokey. Then he cried out in surprise as he realized that the food was beginning to smolder. Bo's face clouded.
"I had some---trouble on the circuit and Carly was assigned to my case. After that, we just clicked," he answered with some difficulty. He really didn't want his family knowin' 'bout the trouble he had had out on the circuit. Carly put a comforting hand on her boyfriend's shoulder.
"'Your 'case'?" Daisy repeated. What does he mean by that? she wondered to herself.
"It's a long story, ya'll. One that I don't rightly feel like gettin' into," Bo said.
"Well, all right then," Jesse agreed.
"Hey ya'll, the food's ready," Cooter called.
"Yee-haw! Some down home cookin'," Bo cheered. It had been way too long since he had had a good meal. Carly laughed.
"I finally get to taste what you've been talking about," she said.
"Well, I gotta say, of all things I braced myself to hear from ya, this weren't one of them," Luke stated.
"Yeah. I hear ya. I don't get it neither," Bo agreed. "I mean, a ex-moonshiner and a smokey? It ain't natural," he continued. When I realized I was fallin' for a dang smokey, I nearly had my head examined, he thought to himself. However, he was smart enough not to say this out loud. A remark like that would've gotten him a smack upside the head from his girlfriend.
"And I'm not usually into NASCAR drivers," Carly added. "But I saw that mug of his and the rest is history," she continued. Man, I feel like the luckiest girl alive, she happily thought to herself.
"Well, I tell you, if it weren't for Carly, I don't know what I'd do," Bo admitted, as they all went to the table and sat down. They all bowed their heads and Cooter removed his hat.
"Lord, we thank Thee for this plentiful bounty and our new friends. Bless this meal and the people at this table. Amen," Jesse said. With that, everyone began piling up their plates.
"Say Luke, you mind handin' me the potoatoes and one of them ribs?" Bo requested.
"Sure," Luke replied. He passed the ribs to his cousin. When Bo went to take the plate, his shirt sleeves rode up, revealing faint scorch marks on his arms.
"What in tarnation?" Luke wondered.
"They're actually healin' quite nicely," Bo stated, ignoring the question as he pulled down his shirt sleeves.
"Well, what the devil happened?" Luke wondered.
"Nothin'. Just a little---a---accident," Bo stammered.
"'Accident'? What kind of accident?" Jesse asked him. Bo hesitated.
"Hey, ya'll, why don't ya'll lay off, huh?" Daisy suggested, seeing her cousin's unease.
"Thank you, Daisy," Bo acknowledged. They continued to eat and talk. But the Duke family couldn't help noticing the haunted look in Bo's eyes.