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

Ladies and gentlemen....." His voice is quiet, but mine rings through the room. "Let the Seventy-sixth Hunger Games begin!

We hand the meat over to Greasy Sae in the kitchen. She likes District 13 well enough, even though she thinks the cooks are somewhat lacking in imagination. But a woman who came up with a palatable wild dog and rhubarb stew is bound to feel as if her hands are tied here.

It means thanks, it means admiration, it means good-bye to someone you love.

I also want to tell him how much I already miss him. But that wouldn't be fair on my part.

Telling a story in a futuristic world gives you this freedom to explore things that bother you in contemporary times.

because I have learned the hard way how deadly these beauties can be.