That should have been my strategy! By the time I’ve worked through the emotions of surprise, admiration, anger, jealousy, and frustration, I’m watching that reddish mane of hair disappear into the trees well out of shooting range.

I vote yes....for Prim.

I cover my face with my arms because this isn't happening. It isn't possible. For someone to make Peeta forget he loves me . . . no one can do that.

Okay, maybe I don't go around loving everybody I meet, maybe my smiles are hard to come by, but I do care for some people.

Yes, it's your fault I'm alive.

Sometimes when things are particularly bad, my brain will give me a happy dream.

I really can't think about kissing when I've got a rebellion to incite.