HI EVERYONE! I KNOW THAT I SHOULD BE CONTINUING WITH MY OTHER FANFICS… SO SORRY! BUT I'VE BEEN WRITING THIS ONE IN MY HEAD FOR A LONG TIME AND HAVE FINALLY BEEN ABLE TO GET IT DOWN ON THE LAPTOP!

THIS STORY IS THE STORY OF ATTICUS FINCH'S WIFE AND I KNOW THAT A LOT OF PEOPLE HAVE DONE IT BEFORE, BUT THIS IS MY TAKE ON IT…

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD (OR ATTICUS) UNFORTUNATELY

She walked along the streets of Maycomb gazing up at the night sky, clutching her well-read book and her fan, as even the nights were swelteringly hot in the town. She was admiring the beauty of the stars and was glad that she could finally see them clearly for once in her life.

The harsh lights of the city, Montgomery, hadn't done much to enable her to see them but it had never faltered her fascination with space in all the years she lived there.

She breathed in, smiling, it was a new start, a good one, she thought. She already loved it here, barely living here a day, but she liked the quaintness of the town, most of the people seemed real friendly, apart from the odd one or two. She had already come across the old prejudice views some town folks held still, but it was merely a small thing, unless those people were to act on those views, then it would be a rather big thing, in her mind anyway.

Unfortunately moving to Maycomb had not decreased her sense of clumsiness and as she walked along, looking at the sky, her toe snagged on a loose paving stone, and the twenty year old, went plummeting to the ground. Until a strong pair of arms caught hers, pulling her up as she scrambled to her feet.

'Are you alright there, Miss?' the man asked her, worried expression on his handsome face. She looked at him; he was tall, had dark hair, glasses and twinkly eyes.

She smiled 'Yes, I'm fine thank you Sir, I believe you have just saved me from even more bruises than I already have!' she laughed, and then seeing the dismay on his face, realising her mistake, she added 'I fall over thing, out of things, into thing, onto things a lot' she explained to this stranger

'Oh, well I'm glad that you didn't fall onto that pavement, it's very painful when you do' he said a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth 'I'm Atticus Finch, pleased to meet you' he introduced holding out his hand.

'I'm Irene Graham, and likewise' she said taking his hand and shaking it.

'Ah, you have just answered my next question, so you're one of the Grahams that moved in last night?'

'I am the only Graham that moved in yesterday, just me and my friend Louisa' she laughed nervously, looking at this perfect stranger.

'Oh well, I live just across the street, so if ever you need anything, don't hesitate to ask' he said smiling to her

'Thank you Mr Finch, it is most kind of you'

'Well I must get back home'

'As do I, Louisa will be flapping after me again, she is so much like her mother it's unbelievable' she laughed.

'Well, may I walk you home, Miss Graham?'

'That would be lovely, Mr Finch, thank you' and with that, Irene took his loped arm and they strolled leisurely down the street.

'So, what made you want to live out here, Miss Graham?'

'Work mainly, I heard there was a job going at the courthouse, I know law well, as my father was a lawyer, so I took a job that was even the slightest bit related to law' she said, looking over at Atticus.

'Ah, yes, I'm a lawyer myself, I heard that a job was on offer but I didn't know it had been taken'

'Oh, so you work at the courthouse then?' Atticus nodded to her question, 'You're not the new State Legislature are you?' he nodded again, 'Well I've heard so much about you, the finest young lawyer this county has ever seen, if I remember rightly' she said smiling, and looking at the slightly blushing Atticus Finch.

'Well Sir, this is it' She gestured to her house, 'Thank you again, Mr Finch' she smiled at him and nodded, starting to walk towards the steps of her porch. Just then the screen door burst open and Louisa came out looking like she was going to give someone hell.

'Irene Jean Graham, get in that house right now, I've been worried out of my mind about you!' She exclaimed, Irene smiled at Atticus, rolling her eyes.

'Goodnight, Mr Finch' she said.

'See you tomorrow miss Graham?' he queried she could only nod and smile before she was ushered inside the house.

WHAT DO YOU THINK? I WOULD LOVE REVIEWS, PLEASE, MORE WILL BE UP SOON, BUT IT'S CHRISTMAS EVE AND I'M GOING TO SEE WHAT FILMS ARE ON FOR NOW… THANK YOU, AND MERRY CHRISTMAS! X