🌼From "To Kill A Mockingbird"

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From To Kill A Mockingbird. 　Mockingbird story page 80

The local fire truck began pumping water on our house; a man on the roof pointed to where it needed it the most. I watched our Absolute Morphydite (snowman) go black and crumble; Miss Maudie's sunhat settled on top of the heap. I could not see her hedge clippers. In the heat between our house, Miss Rachel's and Miss Maudie's, the men had long ago shed coats and bathrobes. They worked in pajama tops and nightshirts stuffed into their pants, but I became aware that I was slowly freezing where I stood. Jeb tried to keep me warm, but his arm was not enough. I pulled free of it and clutched my shoulders. By dancing a little I could feel my feet.