I mourn my old life here. We barely scraped by, but I knew where I fit in, I knew what my place was in the tightly interwoven fabric that was our life. I wish I could go back to it because, in retrospect, it seems so secure compared to now, when I am so rich and famous and so hated by the authorities in the capitol.
Suzanne CollinsBut don't worry; as I've been saying - and this has been very clever of me, I'm sure you'll agree - if you put enough pressure on coal, it'll turn to pearls!
Suzanne CollinsI guess this is a bad time to mention I hung a dummy and painted Seneca Crane's name on it.
Suzanne CollinsJohanna glances over at Finnick, to be sure, then turns to me. โHowโd you lose Mags?โ โIn the fog. Finnick had Peeta. I had Mags for a while. Then I couldnโt lift her. Finnick said he couldnโt take them both. She kissed him and walked right into the poison,โ I say. โShe was Finnickโs mentor, you know,โ Johanna says accusingly. โNo, I didnโt,โ I say. โShe was half his family,โ she says a few moments later, but thereโs less venom behind it.
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