Bizarre things where happening in Maycomb. I’ll tell you that. The autumn had turned into winter - a very cold winter-- the coldest winter since 1885.
Ole, Mrs. Radley died that winter too--of which we interrogated Atticus about--and the next day; it snowed for the first time since 1885. Mr. Avery said that in the Rosetta Stone it was written that when children disobey their parents and make war on each other season's changed. His comment made all of these events conspire against Scout and I; all of this was our fault.
The morning of the first snowfall I wake up to Scout's screams. She had not apprehended the fact that it was snowing, and thought the world was ending. There was dissention in my mind over whether this was a good thing or a bad thing: It would seem like it was our fault it snowed, but it was snow after all.
Short time elapsed before Scout and I were outside trying to build a snowman with the little snow we had. I meticulously sculpted the figure out of dirt and then covered it in snow. I made it took exactly like Mr. Avery
The day passed by quickly and we all went to sleep. Only to wake up a few a hours later to calamity. Miss Maudie's house had caught on fire. The three of us got out of the house; and Scout and I waited in front of the Radley place as the neighborhood evolved in to anarchy. The flames grew large and started to creep slowly to Miss Crawford's house. While men went in and out of Miss Maudie’s trying to save they could. Our snowman melted from the sweltering heat, and we soon looked up to find Mr. Avery across the upstairs porch, shackled to the roof by the flames. Assimilating the fact that he was going to burn otherwise he jumped down off the house.
The house came down as the firemen threw water on it. Everything was lost.
As we went back inside the house Atticus noticed a blanket draped around Scout's shoulders. We could not fathom who had put it there but I have feeling it was Boo Radley. The events of these past few days have been unusual but I am pretty sure, more bizarre occurrences are imminent in Maycomb.... I hope I am wrong.
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