Mutually counting on each other, watching each other's backs, forcing each other to be brave.

but it's not safe and I can feel him slipping away, so I just get out one more sentence. "Stay with me." As the tendrils of sleep syrup pull me down, I hear him whisper a word back but I don't catch it.

Her name's Prim. She's just twelve. And I love her more than anything.

Aim higher in case you fall short.

Underground. Which I hate. Like mines and tunnels and 13. Underground, where I dread dying, which is stupid because even if I die aboveground, the next thing they'll do is bury me underground anyway.

I swear if you cry, I'll kill you here and now.' Cinna just smiles. 'Had a damp morning?' 'You could wring me out.' I reply

That it's no good loving me because I'm never going to get married anyway and he'd just end up hating me later instead of sooner.