Well, I knew that goat would be a little gold mine," I say. Yes, of course I was referring to that, not the lasting joy you gave your sister you love so much you took her place in the reaping," says Peeta drily.

It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death." "Don't be so superior. You can never tell what you will find in the arena. Say it's a gigantic cake-

There's a chance that the old Peeta, the one who loves you, is still inside. Trying to get back to you. Don't give up on him.

My mouth has gone dry as sawdust. I desperately find Cinna in the crowd and lock eyes with him. I imagine the words coming from his lips. 'What's impressed you most since you arrived here?' I rack my brain for something that made me happy here. Be honest, I think. Be honest.

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

But I don't know what to him about the aftermath of killing a person. About how they never leave you.

I don't care if you got knocked up. I can still rip your throat out