In that one slight motion, I see the end of hope, beginning of destruction of everything I hold dear in the world. I can't guess what form my punishment will take, how wide the net will be cast, but when it is finished there most likely be nothing left. So you would think that at this moment, I would be in utter despair.

A furious Peeta hammers Haymitch with the atrocity he could become party to, but I can feel Haymitch watching me. This is the moment, then. When we find out exactly just how alike we are, and how much he truly understands me. "I'm with the Mockingjay," he says.

We're supposed to be making up this stuff, playing at being in love, not actually being in love.

They're betting on how long I'll live!' I burst out. 'They're not my friends!

People deal with me, but they are genuinely fond of Prim. Maybe there will be enough fondness to keep her alive.

My mother says healers are born, not made.

Shame isn't a strong enough word for what I feel. "You could live a hundred lifetimes and not deserve him, you know," Haymitch says.