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

I have not wept since the death of my parents," said Luxa quietly. "But I am thought to be unnatural in this respect.

At some point, you have to stop running and turn around and face whoever wants you dead.The hard thing is finding the courage to do it.

But the only thing that distracts me from my current situation is fantasizing about killing President Snow.

I wish Peeta were here to hold me, until I remember I'm not supposed to wish that anymore. I have chosen Gale and the rebellion, and a future with Peeta is the Capitol's design, not mine.

The realization that I’d have nothing to take home had finally sunk in. My knees buckled and I slid down the tree trunk to its roots. It was too much. I was too sick and weak and tired, oh, so tired. Let them call the Peacekeepers and take us to the community home, I thought. Or better yet, let me die right here in the rain.

So we both strip off our boots and socks and, while there’s some improvement, I could swear he’s making an effort to snap every branch we encounter