Chapter Two
Bo studied the picture of the 62' Dodge Charger.
It was the most beautiful car he had ever seen!
"That's what I want our car ta be. Only not blue. Orange or somethin' with a rebel flag on top and have th' horn play dixie." Bo muttered to himself.
The splash of water drew Bo out of his musings.
"LUKE!" Bo whined when he saw water sprinkling the pages of his book.
Bo glanced at Jesse and whined, "Uncle Jesse, Luke got ma book wet!"
Jesse took a look at the book and said, "It'll dry Bo."
Bo rose up and crossed his arms. Angrily he stalked over to an empty bench and sat down.
After two hours, Luke had finally had enough, he emerged from the water, fingers all wrinkly.
"Uncle Jesse, yesterday ya said I could get a new bike." Luke reminded his uncle.
"That I did Luke, that I did." Uncle Jesse agreed as he gathered up his book and handed Luke his towel.
As Luke dried himself off, Uncle Jesse turned to Bo, was still was sitting, all alone on the bench.
"Bo, come get yer books!" Jesse ordered.
Bo didn't answer, but he still came over and wordlessly grabbed his books and left the building.
He was the first one to the truck, and instead of getting in to the cab, Bo climbed up into the bed of the truck.
Uncle Jesse didn't say anything, he and Luke just climbed into the cab of the truck and drove it towards the bike store.
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"Which one do ya want, Luke? Member, we can't afford the newer ones." Jesse reminded his oldest nephew.
Luke looked around, in awe at the bikes around him.
"What 'bout me, Uncle Jesse? Can I get'a bike too?" Bo asked.
Jesse shook his head and said, "We can only afford one bike Bo, but you can have Luke's old bike, wouldn't ya like that?"
Bo turned away, sighing in dissipointment as he headed to a secluded section of the bike store.
Why did Uncle Jesse always have to be so picky?
'He always get's Luke the new stuff. What 'bout me? Why do I always get the hand-me-down stuff? Ain't I good enough?' Bo thought as he sat down on the floor.
Bo thought back to all those times that Jesse went to buy things for the boys. Every single time the more expensive toy, book or game went to Luke and the cheap stuff was given to Bo.
Bo swallowed his sadness as he reached into his pocket and withdrew his allowance money that he never left the farm house without.
He had been saving it up for two years, for what he didn't know, just something.
Spotting a cool looking bike, Bo got up and walked over to it.
Glancing at the price, Bo found that he could buy it if he wanted.
'If ya want somethin' buy it yerself.' Bo told himself, but something stopped him from buying the bike.
Maybe it was his pride and maybe not. A voice in his head told him that he would need the money later on, so Bo put the money back into his pocket and returned to the secluded corner and watched Luke go from bike to bike, looking for the perfect one.
Finally, Luke stopped infront of the one bike that he knew Bo wanted very badly.
"I'll take this one, Uncle Jesse." Luke said, pointing to the blue and black bike.
Jesse looked at the price tag and nodded his head.
"Alrighty!" He said as he grabbed the bike and wheeled it towards the counter.
Five minutes later, the bike was bought and paid for. Luke was wheeling his new bike out the door while Jesse turned and yelled, "BO, WE'RE LEAVIN'."
Slowly Bo rose to his feet and followed Jesse to the truck.
Without saying a word, Bo climbed up into the bed of the truck and settled himself in for the long journey home.
