Finch?" A man said
"He is" I said to the man, "he's in there resting. Don't wake the poor man." The men started shuffling closer to me. All of them were whispering among themselves and some of the men had evil eyes.
"Now get out of the way Finch, you know why we here." Said another man. I stood broadly in front of the door, watching the evil eyes men and wondered whether or not I would be pushed or thrown out of the way but none of the other men seem like they want to berate me. Just as I was about to respond I heard a voice, "Hey, Atticus!" My heart stopped and I could feel a bead of sweat drip down my head. It was Scout, she had followed me to the courthouse. Then I saw Jem run after her! I wanted to yell at them and tell them to run home but they ran through the mob and the next thing I new it was me, scout, Jem, and an angry mob, face to face. That was the last thing I wanted to happen.
"Get them out of here Mr. Finch. Ain't no place for a kid..." A man said.
This man was clearly angry and distraught, but I agreed to the idea.
"Scout, go on home. Jem take her home now."
"No sir" Jem