"Clove!" Cato's voice is much nearer now. I can tell by the pain in it that he sees her on the ground. "You better run now, Fire Girl," says Thresh. I don't need to be told twice. I flip over and my feet dig into the hard-packed earth as I run away from Thresh and Clove and the sound of Cato's voice. Only when I reach the woods do I turn back for an instant. Thresh and both large backpacks are vanishing over the edge of the plain into the area I've never seen. Cato kneels beside Clove, spear in hand, begging her to stay with him. In a moment, he will realize it's futile; she can't be saved.
Suzanne CollinsThe glue of mutual need that bonded us so tightly together for all those years is melting away. Dark patches, not light, show in the spaces between us.
Suzanne CollinsSo Haymitch, what do you think of the games have one hundred percent more competitors than usual?โ asks Caesar. Haymitch shrugs. โI donโt see that it makes that much difference. Theyโll still be one hundred percent as stupid as usual, so I figure my odds will be roughly the same.
Suzanne CollinsAnd, my God, the actors. The cast, led by the extraordinary Jennifer Lawrence, is absolutely wonderful across the board. Itโs such a pleasure to see how theyโve embodied the characters and brought them to life.
Suzanne CollinsHow do you bear it?โ Finnick looks at me in disbelief. โI donโt, Katniss! Obviously, I donโt. I drag myself out of nightmares each morning and find thereโs no relief in waking.โ โThe more you can distract yourself the better, โ he says. โFirst thing tomorrow, weโll get you your own rope. Until then take mine.
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