‘She stood you up on a stool and had you sing it for us. And I swear, every bird outside the windows fell silent,’
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‘I … I’m no good at this. I’m not my mother. I’ve no idea what I’m doing and I hate pus,’ I say. ‘Euh!’ I allow myself to let out a groan as I rinse away the first round of leaves and apply the second. ‘Euuuh!’
‘How do you hunt?’ he asks.
‘Trust me. Killing things is much easier than this,’ I said. ‘Although for all I know, I am killing you.’
‘Can you speed it up a little?’ he asks.
‘No. Shut up and eat your pears,’ I say.
( … )
’ You know, you’re kind of squeamish for such a lethal person,’ says Peeta as I beat the shorts clean between two rocks. ‘I wish I’d let you give Haymitch a shower after all.’
‘How do you hunt?’ he asks.
‘Trust me. Killing things is much easier than this,’ I said. ‘Although for all I know, I am killing you.’
‘Can you speed it up a little?’ he asks.
‘No. Shut up and eat your pears,’ I say.
( … )
’ You know, you’re kind of squeamish for such a lethal person,’ says Peeta as I beat the shorts clean between two rocks. ‘I wish I’d let you give Haymitch a shower after all.’
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Numerous animals have lost their lives at my hands, but only one human. I hear Gale saying, ‘How different can it be, really?’
Amazingly similar in execution. A bow pulled, an arrow shot. Entirely different in aftermath. I killed a boy whose name I do not know. Somewhere his family is weeping for him. His friends call for my blood. Maybe he had a girlfriend who really believed he would come back …
Amazingly similar in execution. A bow pulled, an arrow shot. Entirely different in aftermath. I killed a boy whose name I do not know. Somewhere his family is weeping for him. His friends call for my blood. Maybe he had a girlfriend who really believed he would come back …
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To hate the boy from District 1, who also appears so vulnerable in death, seems inadequate.
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And there I am, blushing and confused, made beautiful by Cinna’s hands, desirable by Peeta’s confession, tragic by circumstance, and by all accounts, unforgettable.
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‘They’re betting on how long I’ll live!’ I burst out. ‘They’re not my friends!’
‘Well, try and pretend!’ snaps Effie. Then she composes herself and beams at me. ‘See, like this. I’m smiling at you even though you’re aggravating me.’
‘Well, try and pretend!’ snaps Effie. Then she composes herself and beams at me. ‘See, like this. I’m smiling at you even though you’re aggravating me.’
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You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope.
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