I don’t stand a chance if he doesn't get better. You’ll never be able to let him go. You’ll always feel wrong about being with me.” “The way I always felt wrong kissing him because of you,” I say. Gale holds my gaze. “If I thought that was true, I could almost live with the rest of it.

Did you love Annie right away, Finnick?" I ask. "No." A long time passes before he adds, "She crept up on me.

Because...because...she came here with me.

I carefully lay out the provisions. One thin black sleeping bag that reflects body heat. A pack of crackers. A pack of dried beef strips. A bottle of iodine. A box of wooden matches. A small coil of wire. A pair of sunglasses. And a half-gallon plastic bottle with a cap for carrying water that's bone dry. No water. How hard would it have been for them to fill up the bottle?

How about you, Mockingjay? You feel totally safe?” “Oh, yeah. Right up until I got shot,” I say.

There are much worse games to play.

At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead.The hard thing is finding the courage to do it.