Part One
Chapter 1
To Kill a Mockingbird
When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken
at the elbow. When it healed, and Jem's fears of never being able to
play football were assuaged, he was seldom self-conscious about his
injury. His left arm was somewhat shorter than his right; when he
stood or walked, the back of his hand was at right angles to his body,
his thumb parallel to his thigh. He couldn't have cared less, so
long as he could pass and punt.
When enough years had gone by to enable us to look back on them,
we sometimes discussed the events leading to his accident. I
Chapter 1
To Kill a Mockingbird
When he was nearly thirteen, my brother Jem got his arm badly broken
at the elbow. When it healed, and Jem's fears of never being able to
play football were assuaged, he was seldom self-conscious about his
injury. His left arm was somewhat shorter than his right; when he
stood or walked, the back of his hand was at right angles to his body,
his thumb parallel to his thigh. He couldn't have cared less, so
long as he could pass and punt.
When enough years had gone by to enable us to look back on them,
we sometimes discussed the events leading to his accident. I
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