*Jem shook his head. Atticus’s fist went to his hips,so did jem’s.
*I’ll send him home,’a burly man said. And grabbed Jem.
*there was a smell of stale whiskey and pig-pen
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*Jem shook his head. Atticus’s fist went to his hips,so did jem’s.
*I’ll send him home,’a burly man said. And grabbed Jem.
*there was a smell of stale whiskey and pig-pen
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