A few weeks went by, and I had not seen Julie for a while now. She had a made her residence at the house that the Ewell's used to live in. I couldn't figure out why she said that to me; I loved her more than anything in the world, but I couldn't figure out why I was so afraid to see her. People were saying that I would be better off if I just didn't see her again, but I tried to ignore them, but it was starting to get to my head, and I began to distant myself with everyone again, but this time I couldn't figure out why, until Atticus decided to talk to me one day.
"Jem, please talk to me." Atticus pleaded.
I didn't answer, I just wanted to be alone, but Atticus kept trying to help me.
"Why did she say that?" I asked.
"Because she thinks that you won't love her now that you know who she was involved with." Atticus answered.
"I really do love her." I said.
"Then tell her that"
"That's easy for you to say," I shouted. "You only had one love, old man!"
Atticus sat down right next to me, and said: "How can young man know where his heart will go? Only an old man knows what a man should know. All that was true for me, shall be true for you. You are romantic, I was romantic too." Atticus said, placing his hand on my shoulder.
"What do you mean, Atticus?" I asked.
"It's true that I only loved, Claire, but what you don't know is that many girls tried to get me to marry them." Atticus answered.
"Seriously, I'm having that problem with girls at my school." I stated. "So, how did it go with them?"
"The girls were fresh and sweet like buds in May, they bloomed and blew away." Atticus answered. "But then I met my young bride to be, radiant and lovely was she."
"I know." I said, remembering my mother.
"While I had other girls that liked me, I only had eyes for Claire. She was my first and last love, and to this day, I still consider her my best love."
I began to see that Atticus had a similar problem that I had; the only difference being that I am being a chicken in not telling Julie how I really feel.
"Thank you, Atticus." I said, smiling.
"You should pursue her, Jem," Atticus said. "You need her, as much as she needs you, I hope you know that now."
I watched him walk out of the room, and I start thinking about what he said, and that was when I decided that Julie would be my best love.