"Ready, everyone!?" Sam called, as me, Scout, and Jem got dressed.
"Ready!" I answered.
"I'm all good, Samuel!" Jem answered.
"I'm ready!" Scout answered.
We all gathered round in the kitchen, and Samuel was already dressed and ready to go.
"Good…" Sam looked at Scout, and gave her list of don'ts for her.
"Scout, I know Burris is hard to deal with, but try not to kill him."
"Sam, I know better than get in hissy with him." Scout said, monotone.
"Just making sure." Sam stated.
"Let's get going…" I said, heading towards the door.
We all left the Finch household, and headed towards the Ewell's.

When we got to the Ewell's we saw how bad their house was in; its roof were made of tin cans, the wood was corroded to hell, and the only windows were just broken panels of wood. In other words, it looked like hell.
Mayella opened up the door, and she came out with all of her siblings.
"I would say, we're no worse for wear, but as you can see, we kind of are." Mayella commented.
One of her siblings, I presumed it was Burris, then asked rather rudely, "Why do we have to work with them?!"
"Because he's doing us a huge favor by doing this! We're not exactly the best living family here, Burris! In fact, I think we're all lucky to be alive!" Mayella answered, bluntly.
Burris shrunk a little, and didn't say another word.
"Sorry about that... Burris can be a pain in the ass sometimes." Mayella stated.
"It's quite alright…" Sam looked at their house, and his expression was filled with worry. "You live here, Mayella?"
"Yeah…" Mayella answered, sadly.
"This won't do." Sam said, firmly. "Come on, we're taking you all to Dr. Reynolds!"
The Ewell's were all shocked at his proclamation, but they all followed him anyway. They seem to have all improved dramatically on a psychological level on the way to Dr. Reynolds office; which was impressive.
"Looks like they just needed to see kindness." I stated.
"It's actually kind of heartwarming to see them happy." Scout said, smiling.
"I don't think Bob hurt them as much as Mayella." Jem said, looking on sympathetically.
"That's about right, Jem." Mayella said, surprising him.
"Mayella! I didn't meant to…" Jem began to say, but Mayella interrupted him before he could finish: "Don't worry about it… I'm just glad that they're going to see a doctor."
Sam was talking with Burris; it didn't look like they were having a pleasant.
"Burris, I'm not giving up you, so you can just stop saying that!" Sam yelled, stopping in his tracks.
"Ain't no one ever help us before, I bet you're taking us to get us shot!" Burris accused.
"Sam, wouldn't do that!" I yelled, running up.
"That's right!" Scout yelled, following me.
"Samuel helped Dill when he needed it, and he's going to help you out in any way he can, Burris!" Jem yelled, trying to make things clear.
"Shut up, chicken shits!" Burris yelled.
Mayella went up and slapped him, which surprised all of us.
"Burris, you apologize to the right now!" She commanded.
"I ain't gonna listen to you, you damn whore!" Burris yelled.
"Burris! You're not your father, so trying to be like him dammit!" Sam yelled, furious.
Burris spoke to say something, but Sam didn't even let a sound come out of him.
"Listen, we're going to take you down to the Dr. Reynolds, then I'm going to contact the pastor back at my hometown, the foster home that my Dad and I fund-raised is still standing."
"You mean, that you want us to move to Texas?" Mayella asked, softly.
"Yeah, sorry I didn't tell you sooner, but I'm a lawyer not a psychologist, please understand that I can't take care of all you, at least not on my own…" Sam answered.
"I understand…" Mayella said, calmly.
"Can you tell us your plans on the way?" Burris asked, almost pleading. Burris had a completely different tone; he no longer sounded like a tough guy, but a kid who needed help.
"Yeah…" Sam answered, and we all continued walking.
"The Pastor in my hometown is a kind man, not only can he teach all of you better than any of the school teachers here, but he can get you job as well, Mayella, he's not a racist, he believes in giving kids a future."
"So, you're going to have us go live with him, and he can handle all of us?" Mayella asked.
"About seven of Burris." Sam answered.
"Hey!" Burris yelled, annoyed.
We all laughed at this crack, much to his dismay. Burris just shrunk back, and grumbled more on the way, but he seemed to have lightened up along the way.
Feeling it was safe, I decided to talk with him. "Hey." I said.
"You're the kid who was neglected by his folks, right?" Burris asked.
"Yeah…" I answered.
"Look, about what I said back there, I didn't mean any of it." Burris said, apologetically.
I wasn't ready to forgive him, and I made that pretty clear with my expression.
"Don't criticize someone if you don't understand them." I said, sternly.
"Look, my life hasn't exactly been the greatest either! I don't have an education, good hygiene, or any friends! You are at least lucky enough to have those!" Burris said, furious.
"I only saw them in the summer, Burris! You had some siblings to keep you company! Me, I had no one for 9 straight months!" I rebutted.
"My Dad didn't just ignore me, he called me names like shithead, useless, ugly, and that I didn't deserve to be a part of the family!" Burris rebutted.
I took a second to think, and I responded calmly: "Look, we both had shitty lives, but we at least had someone that we could consider a silver lining in our lives. For me, it's Scout and Jem. And for you, it's your siblings, don't pretend that you didn't talk or play with them. You and I are alike in many ways, but we are also different in many ways as well. So, let's stop this arguing and try to start over from scratch with our lives…"
Burris seemed to have taken all of what I have said, and responded: "You already started, so I guess it won't hurt for me to start over again…"
"Good, and by the way, you're forgiven." I said, as I caught up with the others.
Burris was still lagging behind, but he seemed to have a different air about him now.
"That was nice of you, Dill." Jem said, smiling.
"You really are a special one, Dill." Scout said, smiling.
I just smiled, and continued walking.

Eventually, we made it to Dr. Reynolds, and he managed to check them out, and gave a few some medicine.
Samuel went to call the foster home in his hometown.
"Hey, it's me, Samuel Tailor…" Sam said, on the phone.
"Look, I know this is weird to ask, but do you still accept new children at the foster home?"
"You do?! Great, I need you to take in around eight or nine kids."
"I'm planning on giving them their train tickets today, so can you wait at the station?" Sam asked.
"Thanks… It was nice talking to you to." Sam hang up, and went to Mayella.
"So, how did it go?" She asked.
"Great…" Sam answered, smiling.
"So, when do we leave?" Mayella asked.
"The train to Athens, Texas leaves at around 4:00, and it's 3:00 now, if we went to Maycomb Junction now, it would be 3:45, so now." Sam answered.
"Alright. Come on, everyone!" Mayella called.

When we got to the station, Sam bought all of their tickets, and he gave them all to Mayella.
"Thank you for everything, Sam." Mayella said.
"It's not a problem, Mayella…" Sam stated.
"I believe in second chances, and you and your siblings need to get away from here in order to get one."
"Thank you, Sam…" Mayella hugged Sam, and he just went along with it.
"You're not falling in love with me are you?" Sam joked.
"Of course not!" She retorted.
The train arrived, and everyone was about to leave. Scout, Jem, and I had been quiet this whole time, and we were just tagging along at this point.
Before they all left, Burris came up to me, and gave his hand out.
"Thank you, Dill…" Burris said, as I shook his hand.
"For what?" I asked.
"For understanding me." Burris answered.
I smiled, and told him: "Have fun in Texas."
"Will do." Burris said, as he got on board.
They all waved goodbye as the train took off, and we all just stood and smiled as the Ewell's began to start all over again with their lives.