For Some Reason Gale And Peeta Do

She Genuinely Likes People. All People, Not Just A Select Few She's Spent Years Making Up Her Mind About.

Not Daring To Flee Since My General Location Has Just Been Broadcast To Any Killer Who Cares. I Mean, I Know It's Cold Out Here And Not Everybody Has A Sleeping Bag.

On And On We Seal The Pages With Salt Water And Promises To Live Well To Make Their Deaths Count.

Want A Sugar Cube?" He Asks In His Old Seductive Voice.

The Numbness Of His Loss Had Passed, And The Pain Would Hit Me Out Of Nowhere, Doubling Me Over, Racking My Body With Sobs. Where Are You? I Would Cry Out In My Mind. Where Have You Gone? Of Course, There Was Never Any Answer.