Dear Journal,
These past couple of months have been really difficult because of the case. Alexandra is really getting on my nerves and the children and their behavior hasn't made it any better.
Dill has arrived and I think the children are pretty happy about it. I don't really care one way or another. This evening Sheriff Tate and his mob of men came to the house. They informed me that Tom Robinson will be potentially moving to Maycomb jail. There's a group rising up against me, they think I'm a bad man because of what they've heard and probably the fact that I'm a black man. They're a prejudice group of paupers that I for one don't care to have around. Their concerns are irrelevant.
I've been in quite the predicament. Should I defend Tom Robinson or should I not? I have to think about what is best for the children as well as what's best for the community. I feel like the people in this town are stealthy as they quietly gang together and create rumors and fraud against me. Their subsequent actions show their true hatred toward me and all blacks.
With that group of men here at my home, I did not want the children present. Scout decided to speak to Mr. Cunninghamm and I ended up glad that she did as it seemed to soften the situation.
And now, another night of little sleep as I worry about this whole thing...
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