Shattered Peace, Tattered Pants [Chapter 6]

Someday in the 1930s

GUNSHOTS! kids not here. maybe ii didnt look properly. must-go-look.
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Turns out one of my people tried to rob the radleys. Don't know why anyone would want to rob theradleys though, last I heard, they pick cotton for a living.
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The town's buzzing with last night's commotion. I just found Jem's pants. They're all stitched up, very badly I must add. He was apparently over at Miss Rachel's fish-pool. What does she keep in there, Piranhas?!

Summer's almost over =/. At least Dill'll be far, far FAR away from my Scout.

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