I awoke this morning in great fear. Atticus had come to my room to a sure me that it had actually snowed in Maycomb. Jem and I had never seen snow before and were amazed at the sight. Atticus told us Maycomb hasn't had snow since 1885. Jem and I were so anxious to make a snowman that we created our own out of dirt and the little snow we had. We presented it to Atticus; for Jem was proud of his creation. I've come to love the snow!
While I was sleeping, I found Atticus shaking me frantically to wake up. At that moment I knew something was wrong. I pulled on my socks and shoes and hurried outside with Jem. Across the street I looked in horror at the sight of Miss Maudie's house on fire. The town was gathering to offer help and Atticus instructed Jem and I to stand in front of the Radley place. When we returned home with Atticus he pointed out the blanket across my shoulders. I realized in shock that I had no idea how it had gotten there. I looked to Jem for answers but he was just as mystified as I was. Mr. Nathan Radley was helping with the fire so there could only be one explanation as to how the blanket got there.....Boo Radley.
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