Sitting peacefully in my chair, I was overlooking the long weekend that had just passed. There was suddenly a knock at the door, and Jem answered explaining it was Mr. Heck Tate. I thought very little of it, and told him to let Mr. Heck Tate come in. Jem looked at me with big eyes explaining there were also big men at the door, and they wanted me to step outside. Walking outside, Tate said he didn’t want Tom to stay in jail the night before. He was very angry about the case. There were back and forth threats made between us, and suddenly the phone rang. The men laughed as Jem opened the front door and they walked away. Sunday evening I grabbed a lightbulb and an extension cord and drive to the jail. It was very quiet until four cars showed