it is a perfect weapon

it is a perfect weapon

Jackson has devised a game called "Real or Not Real" to help Peeta. He mentions something he thinks happened, and they tell him if it's true or imagined, usually followed by a brief explanation.

She genuinely likes people. All people, not just a select few she's spent years making up her mind about.

Oh, Peeta, Don't make me sorry I restarted your heart.

I'm on a frosting sailboat, tossed around by blue-green waves, the deck shifting beneath my feet.

A verbal promise behind closed doors, even a statement written on paper-these could easily evaporate . . . .