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like to look around for a better place, but this one will have to
do because my ally is shot. Paper white, panting, and, even
though it’s only just cooling off, he’s shivering.
I cover the floor of the cave with a layer of pine needles,
unroll my sleeping bag, and tuck him into it. I get a couple of
pills and some water into him when he’s not noticing, but he
refuses to eat even the fruit. Then he just lies there, his eyes
trained on my face as I build a sort of blind out of vines to
conceal the mouth of the cave. The result is unsatisfactory. An
animal might not question it, but a human would see hands
had manufactured it quickly enough. I tear it down in frustration.
“Katniss,” he says. I go over to him and brush the hair back
from his eyes. “Thanks for finding me.”
“You would have found me if you could,” I say. His forehead’s
burning up. Like the medicine’s having no effect at all.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, I’m scared he’s going to die.
“Yes. Look, if I don’t make it back —” he begins.
“Don’t talk like that. I didn’t drain all that pus for nothing,” I
say.
“I know. But just in case I don’t —” he tries to continue.
“No, Peeta, I don’t even want to discuss it,” I say, placing my
fingers on his lips to quiet him.
“But I —” he insists.
Impulsively, I lean forward and kiss him, stopping his
words. This is probably overdue anyway since he’s right, we
are supposed to be madly in love. It’s the first time I’ve ever
kissed a boy, which should make some sort of impression I
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