Where did they get those screams, Katniss?

The more you can distract yourself, the better.

But Gale is not one to keep secrets from me. "Katniss, there is no District Twelve."

My guess is that fearful events are the hardest to root out. They're the ones we naturally remember the best, after all.

I lean over and put my good ear to his lips, which tickle me as he whispers. "Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me any time you like it.

A spark could be enough to set them ablaze.

It means we're on your side." That's what Bonnie said. I have people on my side? What side? Am I unwittingly the face of the hoped-for rebellion? Has the mockingjay on my pin become a symbol of resistance? If so, my side's not doing too well.