Chapter 14 Although we heard no more about the Finch family from Aunt Alexandra, we heard plenty from the town. […]

Chapter 13 “Put my bag in the front bedroom, Calpurnia,” was the first thing Aunt Alexandra said. “Jean Louise, stop

Chapter 12 Jem was twelve. He was difficult to live with, inconsistent, moody. His appetite was appalling, and he told

Chapter 11 When we were small, Jem and I confined our activities to the southern neighborhood, but when I was

Chapter 10 Atticus was feeble: he was nearly fifty. When Jem and I asked him why he was so old,

Chapter 9 “You can just take that back, boy!”This order, given by me to Cecil Jacobs, was the beginning of

Chapter 8 For reasons unfathomable to the most experienced prophets in Maycomb County, autumn turned to winter that year. We

Jem stayed moody and silent for a week. As Atticus had once advised me to do, I tried to climb

Chapter 6 ‎“Yes,” said our father, ‎when Jem asked him if we could go over and sit by Miss Rachel’s

Chapter 5 My nagging got the better of Jem eventually, as I knew it would, and to my relief we