The 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.

Several sets of arms would embrace me. But in the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too. I reach out for him and say something like his name and he's there, holding me and patting my back. "It's okay. It'll be okay, sweetheart." He sits me on a length of broken marble pillar and keeps an arm around me while I sob.

Want a sugar cube?- Finnick Odair,

Sometimes things happen to people and they're not equipped to deal with them.

So we both strip off our boots and socks and, while there’s some improvement, I could swear he’s making an effort to snap every branch we encounter

ll I can think about, every day, every waking minute since they drew Prim's name at the reaping, is how afraid I am.

But if you want to find peace, you must first be able to hope it is possible.