Peeta?" I Creep Along The Bank. "well,

Just One More Thing. I Kill Snow.

If I'm Going To Cry, Now Is The Time. By Morning, I'll Be Able To Wash All The Damage Done By The Tears From My Face. But No Tears Come. I'm Too Tired Or Too Numb To Cry. The Only Thing I Feel Is A Desire To Be Somewhere Else. So I Let The Train Rock Me Into Oblivion.

And To Us, We're More Married Than Any Piece Of Paper Or Big Party Could Make Us.

Just Give Him The Medicine!" I Scream At Her. "give It To Him! Who Are You, Anyway, To Decide How Much Pain He Can Stand!

You Here To Finish Me Off, Sweetheart?