Beauty That Arose Out Of Pain.

Jackson Has Devised A Game Called "real Or Not Real" To Help Peeta. He Mentions Something He Thinks Happened, And They Tell Him If It's True Or Imagined, Usually Followed By A Brief Explanation.

Let Them Go, I Tell Myself. Say Good-bye And Forget Them. I Do My Best, Thinking Of Them One By One, Releasing Them Like Birds From The Protective Cages Inside Me, Locking The Doors Against Their Return.

I Noticed Just About Every Girl, But None Of Them Made A Lasting Impression But You.

Because...because...she Came Here With Me.

Fine. Somebody Else Can Arrange To Get The Stupid Goat Knocked Up.