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stabbed and filled with venom? And how has he stayed alive
all these days since? If the wound and the stingers haven’t
killed him, surely thirst would have taken him by now.
And that’s when I get my first clue to his whereabouts. He
couldn’t have survived without water. I know that from my
first few days here. He must be hidden somewhere near a
source. There’s the lake, but I find that an unlikely option
since it’s so close to the Careers’ base camp. A few spring-fed
pools. But you’d really be a sitting duck at one of those. And
the stream. The one that leads from the camp Rue and I made
all the way down near the lake and beyond. If he stuck to the
stream, he could change his location and always be near water.
He could walk in the current and erase any tracks. He
might even be able to get a fish or two.
Well, it’s a place to start, anyway.
To confuse my enemies’ minds, I start a fire with plenty of
green wood. Even if they think it’s a ruse, I hope they’ll decide
I’m hidden somewhere near it. While in reality, I’ll be tracking
Peeta.
The sun burns off the morning haze almost immediately
and I can tell the day will be hotter than usual. The waters
cool and pleasant on my bare feet as I head downstream. I’m
tempted to call out Peeta’s name as I go but decide against it. I
will have to find him with my eyes and one good ear or he will
have to find me. But he’ll know I’ll be looking, right? He won’t
have so low of an opinion of me as to think I’d ignore the new
rule and keep to myself. Would he? He’s very hard to predict,
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