I entered the house quietly, guiltily wanting to catch some of Jem and Atticus' conversation. All I heard was "Jem I don't remember what I said but it sounds like I said some pretty terrible things. Whatever it was doesn't matter now. I love you no matter what Jem, and if God says otherwise I don't need God."
I chose that moment to knock on the door to Atticus' room. "What are y'all doing next Saturday?"
"I couldn't tell you if I knew. I don't remember," Atticus said, confused. "Who are you?"
"Atticus she's your daughter, Jean Louise."
"Scout." I said.
"Sorry Scout. I don't think I have anything planned. Is this what I think it is?" Jem replied, trying to be optimistic.
"Yes. Atticus, I'm getting married next Saturday."
"I'll try to remember. Who are you marrying?"
"Dill, of course."
Jem looked up from the floor suddenly. "Dress," he said, "Montgomery. I know the place. Let's go tomorrow."
I didn't want to tell Jem that Dill wanted me to wear my overalls, and thought it would be nice to go to Montgomery with him. "Who will stay with Atticus?"
"Isn't there someone called Calpurnia?" Atticus asked.
"Perfect! We'll leave as soon as she gets here tomorrow morning." I replied.
"I'll call a hotel and get us a room." Jem said, getting up. Maybe I would get a dress. I could surprise Dill. Either way I'd have a nice day and a half with Jem.
"It's settled then," Atticus said, "Scout! Is that you? Could you hand me the paper?" Atticus's loss of memory was worrying me a bit, but Doctor Reynolds had said it would happen. At least he still remembered that he liked reading the paper.