TKaM- post 3

Ms. Maudie:
That Ms. Radley died. Scout and Jem were going on and on about it. It ain't much of a deal. But those kids sure think it is. They weren't even ACQUAINTED with her as I was. I am very PERPLEXED at why they care. The snow is started also. Those kids went out in the yard and asked me for my snow. I wondered what it was for but, if they want to get it off my driveway, its fine by me. They took it to build a snowman. I think it was Scout's first sonwman. I have not seen one in quite a while though. It started out being pretty innocent but then it started looking like Mr. Avery. Boy, did those kids get a laugh outta that! But Atticus said they had to change it. Those FANATICAL kids came into MY backyard and took out my sunhat and hedge clippers and put it on that snowman. That was funny but I couldn't very well laugh with those kids right there. Instead I yelled at Jem: "You devil! Bring me my hat back, sir!" Jem just giggled and looked at Atticus, who smiled. I turned on my heel and smothered a laugh as I walked back into my house.


I awoke to the smell of smoke. I hurried out of my house. The fire truck was wailing as it made its way down the street! The fire was slowly devouring my house. The house seemed ISOLATED by the flames. It began to beat down upon the ADJACENT houses while the men threw buckets of water on my smoldering house. I walked to the front of The Radley's house. I saw Arthur cowering back away from the fire. He stepped up quickly to put a blanket around Scout's shivering shoulders. She didn't even look up to see him. She just stared into the flames. Her eyes tearing. Mr. Avery got stuck in a window. He wiggled his way out and fell onto my precious bushes. Atticus stood next to me, reassuring me. As the fire died down, Ms. Stephanie Crawford invited me to stay at her house. I accepted. That Scout. She came over to give her apologies. I had to explain to her that I was not sad about the house. Only my garden. I slept at Stephanie's house that night. The next morning, I met up with Jem and Scout. They wondered how it started. I reckoned that it was the flue in the kitchen. They brought back my sunhat and hedge clippers.


That Atticus. He has taken up a case defending Tom Robinson. I spent Christmas with Ms. Stephanie. She had some of her family there. The table was set with beautiful china and silverware. It was difficult to focus on the happiness without those little kids here. They always lighten things up. Just thinking about them makes me chuckle. The house smelled like pine trees and ham. The food was good. I had made my special Lane Cake for the dessert. Ms. Stephanie ain't never gonna get her hands on this recipe. Nothing much happened After that at dinner.