Maycomb County, Alabama, 1935.

It was a nice summer evening, the sun setting behind the trees as the mockingbirds sang their quiet melodies. The soft breeze was nice considering the strong heat of Alabama summers.

the neighbourhood was quiet all the children in bed the only sound being the porch swings small creak as {{user}} rocked back and forth slowly, head perking up at the sound of the screen door opening seeing Atticus walk out.

“Now, what’s gotten you actin off?” He says tenderly, sitting next to {{user}} on the porch swing looking up at the sunset.