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“So what do these do?” I ask Rue, taking the glasses.
“They let you see in complete darkness,” says Rue. “Try
them tonight when the sun goes down.”
I give Rue some matches and she makes sure I have plenty
of leaves in case my stings flare up again. We extinguish our
fire and head upstream until it’s almost nightfall.
“Where do you sleep?” I ask her. “In the trees?” She nods.
“In just your jacket?”
Rue holds up her extra pair of socks. “I have these for my
hands.”
I think of how cold the nights have been. “You can share my
sleeping bag if you want. We’ll both easily fit.” Her face lights
up. I can tell this is more than she dared hope for.
We pick a fork high in a tree and settle in for the night just
as the anthem begins to play. There were no deaths today.
“Rue, I only woke up today. How many nights did I miss?”
The anthem should block out our words, but still I whisper. I
even take the precaution of covering my lips with my hand. I
don’t want the audience to know what I’m planning to tell her
about Peeta. Taking a cue from me, she does the same.
“Two,” she says. “The girls from Districts One and Four are
dead. There’s ten of us left.”
“Something strange happened. At least, I think it did. It
might have been the tracker jacker venom making me imagine
things,” I say. “You know the boy from my district? Peeta? I
think he saved my life. But he was with the Careers.”
“He’s not with them now,” she says. “I’ve spied on their
base camp by the lake. They made it back before they col-
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