As I was leaving my car, I started to head over to the jailhouse where Tom Robinson was being currently held, until the start of our trial. It was about ten o’clock when I started to read my favorite newspaper on the stairs, here at the county jailhouse. After a little while I saw Jem, Dill and Atticus trying to sneak up on me or something, I decided that I should just let it go because of what Aunt Alexandra said the other night about how Cal doesn’t let anything get past her. I didn’t even get to begin reading again before four cars started to roll down the street and it looked like they were headed directly for me. I thought I knew why these folks were coming, this was because the trial and I was the hot topic in Maycomb, but still there
