Let them go, I tell myself. Say good-bye and forget them. I do my best, thinking of them one by one, releasing them like birds from the protective cages inside me, locking the doors against their return.
Suzanne CollinsYou and me Haymitch.Very cozy.Picnics, birthdays, long winter nights sitting around the fire retelling old Hunger Games tale. -Peeta Mellark
Suzanne CollinsSo that's who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.
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