I'll never know what it was he wanted me to remember.

I wish she was dead,' he says. 'I wish they were all dead and we were, too. It would be best.

They'll either want to kill you, kiss you, or be you.

It's weird, how much he's noticed me... And apparently, I have not been as oblivious to him as I imagined, either.

As we curve around into the loop of the City Circle, I can see that a couple of other stylists have tried to steal Cinna and Portia's idea of illuminating their tributes. The electric-light-studded outfits from District 3, where they make electronics, at least make sense. But what are the livestock keepers from Distric 10, who are dressed as cows, doing with flaming belts? Broiling themselves? Pathetic.

Peeta?" I creep along the bank. "Well, don't step on me.

what is the worst pain? To me, it's always the pain that is present.