Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews! Y'all are so nice! (Note: you might be a Dukeaholic if you regularly use the word "y'all" in a sentence, even though you're a Yankee) :)

Do any of you know anything about NASCAR? I have some questions for those willing to answer, for a different story I'm in the process of writing.

Chapter 2: Sad Good-byes

That afternoon around 3 o'clock, Bo and Luke packed their bags inside the trunk of the General Lee and prepared to leave for Savannah. As Luke slammed the hood of the car shut, he looked over at the porch, where Jesse and Daisy stood waiting. Bo was leaning against the passenger side of the General, arms folded, a distant look on his face.

"Well, I think everythin' looks pretty tuned up. We're 'bout ready to go." He walked over to Bo and clapped him on the shoulder. "Come on, let's go say goodbye." Reluctantly Bo followed, eyes to the ground.

"Y'all set?" Jesse asked as the boys stepped up on the porch. Luke nodded.

"We'll give ya a call when we hit Savannah."

"Hold on a second...I got..." Jesse fished through his pockets until he rustled up $15.00 worth of cash.

"Uncle Jesse, you don't got to..." Luke protested, knowing that the wrinkled bills would have gone toward groceries for the week, had they not been in the present situation.

"Don't tell me what I don't got to do—ya gotta eat, don't ya? Now take it. It ain't much, but it's all I got."

"Thanks, Uncle Jesse." They hugged, then Daisy stepped up.

"How long will ya be gone?" She watched as Luke stole a glance toward Bo, who was now leaning against the porch beam, staring stone-faced out toward the road.

"I dunno," he said quietly. "It depends. Shouldn't be more than a few days, though." Daisy nodded, hugged him, and then walked over to Bo and lightly touched his shoulder.

"Bo, honey? Ain't ya gonna say goodbye?" Her gentleness cut through his sulleness, and he managed a smile and hugged her fiercely. "You just remember where your home is, suga', an' that we love ya," she whispered into his ear. He nodded as he pulled away, though he refused to let go of the feelings of betrayal that had plagued him ever since he'd read the letter. Glancing quickly over at Luke, he began slowly walking toward the General. Luke sighed, following him. Daisy went and stood by Uncle Jesse, whose face fell when he realized Bo wasn't going to say goodbye to him.

He watched sadly as Luke slid in behind the wheel and started the ignition, casting a helpless look back at his uncle. Suddenly, the old man's eyes widened, as Bo stopped getting in the passenger window, turned, and practically ran toward him. Daisy stepped back as Bo grabbed the older man in a fierce embrace. Jesse's eyes were awash in unshed tears.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Jesse," came Bo's muffled voice. Jesse just patted the boy's back comfortingly.

"S'okay, son. You just go on an' tend to what needs tendin'. I love ya."

"Love you too, Uncle Jesse," Bo said quietly, pulling away. Slowly, but with far less weight in his heart, Bo climbed back into the General next to his cousin, and they sped off.

Balladeer: Well, the good news is that Uncle Jesse and Bo are reconciled. An' the boys is on their way to Savannah. But somethin' tells me this ain't gonna be no vacation.

I know, I know, it's short. Sorry. I just wanted to post this part to kinda cut down on what was going to be one whole, big, long, chapter. (Review, and maybe I'll be super inspired to update quicker.). :)