One of the most memorable things I hear is when someone tells me that my books got a reluctant reader to read.
Not like this. He wanted it to be real.
I'm more than just a piece in their Games.
It’s not wondering what I breathe in, but who, that threatens to choke me.
Whatever the truth is, I don’t see how it will help me get food on the table.
Yes. I killed him. And buried her in flowers," I say. "And I sang her to sleep.