Tomorrow's a hunting day," I say. "I won't be much of a help with that," Peeta says. "I've never hunted before." "I'll kill and you cook," I say. "And you can always gather." "I wish there was some sort of bread bush out there," says Peeta.
Suzanne CollinsI take his hand, holding on tightly, preparing for the cameras, and dreading the moment when I will finally have to let go.
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