But in my head I can hear Haymitch's smug, if slightly exasperated, words: "Yes, that's what I'm looking for, sweetheart.
But just the fact that he was sparkling leads me to doubt everything that happened.
How are you managing? And don't say you're fine." It's true. Whatever the opposite of fine is, that's what I am.
Just don't die for me, you won't be doing me any favour !
what is the worst pain? To me, it's always the pain that is present.
My mouth has gone dry as sawdust. I desperately find Cinna in the crowd and lock eyes with him. I imagine the words coming from his lips. 'What's impressed you most since you arrived here?' I rack my brain for something that made me happy here. Be honest, I think. Be honest.