TKAM #2

Chapters #8-9 in the perspective of Francis

We was a waiting for Atticus, Scout and Jem to come to the Finch landing for holiday. I was a talkin to aunt Alexandra bout Atticus and she done told me that he’s defenden some nigger in court ha he’s a disgrace to the Finch name everybody says so. He not teach his kids nothing or they’ll be just as messed up as he is. He’s nothing but a sad nigger lovin’ fool and I hear Scout and Jem are straight shootin his way. Pitiful souls they're so thick they don’t deserve to carry the name they're nothing more than a downfall if you ask me. I waited patiently for them folks to arrive late as usual they were never well mannered or punctual for that matter. Once they came I started to talk to Scout and try to arrange a civilized conversation if that was even possible. Her family can act like complete savages sometimes. I simply picked the freshest catch and asked about the court case. And almost instantaneously she went on a spiraling rampage I could have sworn I had seen her foam at the mouth. I made a quick comment to poke some fun at her so I called Atticus a “nigger lover”. I don’t see what part of that got her pantyhose in a knot, but somehow it did. She’s a brainless lunatic who can’t control herself like a civilized being. Why the only thing separating her from a coldblooded gator is the fact that she has thumbs. She tried to attack and claw at my face so I ran and hid in the kitchen. I waited and as I waited I felt as thought if I sat long enough she would blow off some steam, or get board and wonder off. A few moments passed and I could no longer hear her so I peaked my head out. She was still there. I had asked if she was done she said she was finished, I didn’t believe that cold hearted snake for a second but I couldn’t stay and cower. I heard aunt Alexandra call my name now was my chance I ratted her out as soon as possible about all of the horrible things she did to me. Auntie took her aside and gave her a quite stern talking to by the looks of it I reckon she told her to back up off of me. I was untouchable for the time being if I know my auntie I know that she has a very watchful eye. I strutted toward her with a grin and my head held high and I said one final time “nigger lover”. In a split second it felt as though my upper jaw was split in two I could hear the crack of bones and the loss of teeth. It sent a shockwave down my spine as I let out a horrid cry. And if that weren’t enough she began swingin at me Uncle Jack had to pin her down like a rabid bulldog. I went with auntie to dress my wound and that was the last I saw of that maniac.