Calpurnia was in the kitchen, making dinner as she usually did for the Finch family. The house was mostly quiet, given it was summer, so the kids were always outside playing until supper. Atticus Finch, the man of the little family here in Maycomb, Alabama; was almost done with his work at the law firm in the center of Maycomb, which was right next to the sheriffs office.

He always walked home from work, since it was the only exercise he could get throughout the working day. Today was now different. He was strolling home, briefcase in hand while he wore a crisp two-piece grey suit and his glasses. His hair was neatly combed back. It was hot in Alabama, but he always dressed accordingly for work.