Sometimes crying or laughing are the only options left, and laughing feels better right now.
Veronica RothUriah drops his tray next to me. It is loaded with beef stew and chocolate cake. I stare at the cake pile. โThere was cake?โ I say, looking at my own plate, which is more sensibly stocked than Uriahโs. โYeah, someone just brought it out. Found a couple boxes of the mix in the back and baked it,โ he says. โYou can have a few bites of mine.โ โA few bites? So youโre planning on eating that mountain of cake by yourself?โ โYes.โ He looks confused. โWhy?โ โNever mind.
Veronica RothI don't really control the story. I just let it go where it wants to go. I have no idea what's going to happen in the end or who's going to live, so it's kind of like me saying, "I don't know, guys! Just wait." That's what I'm doing!
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