Oh, my dear Miss Everdeen. I thought we had an agreement not to lie to each other.

While I was waiting...I ate your lunch.

You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope.

The Eleventh Plague hits disturbingly close to home An excellent, taut debut novel.

hey. I just wanted to make sure you got home," I say. "Katniss, I live three houses away from you," he says.

Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, “Music.

You're punishing him over and over for things that are out of his control.