But I feel as if I did know Rue, and she'll always be with me. Everything beautiful brings her to mind. I see her in the yellow flowers that grow in the Meadow by my house. I see her in the Mockingjays that sing in the trees. But most of all, I see her in my sister, Prim.

And then, when he’s been underwater so long I feel certain he’s drowned, his head pops up right next to me and I start. “Don’t do that,” I say. “What? Come up or stay under?” he says. “Either. Neither. Whatever

Look, if you wanted to be babied you should have asked Peeta.

They're already taking my future! They can't have the things that mattered to me in the past!

But Gale is not one to keep secrets from me. "Katniss, there is no District Twelve."

The numbness of his loss had passed, and the pain would hit me out of nowhere, doubling me over, racking my body with sobs. Where are you? I would cry out in my mind. Where have you gone? Of course, there was never any answer.

But the words are easy and soothing, promising tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece o time we call today.