Mostly we just add to the piles of rainbow glass that's been blown off the exteriors of the cany-colored buildings.

You know, you're kind of squeamish for such a lethal person

Fire is catching! And if we burn, you burn with us!

Whose is it, do you think?" I say finally. "No telling," says Finnick. "Why don't we let Peeta claim it, since he died today?

I really can't think about kissing when I've got a rebellion to incite.

All I can think of is the emaciated bodies of children on our kitchen table as my mother prescribes what the parent's can't give. More food.

I notice her blouse has pulled out of her skirt in the back again and force myself to stay calm. "Tuck your tail in, little duck," I say, smoothing the blouse back in place. Prim giggles and give me a small "Quack." "Quack yourself," I say with a light laugh. The kind only Prim can draw out of me.