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throat. “I’ll keep an eye on the little girl. Make sure she’s eating.”
I feel some of the pressure in my chest lighten at his words.
People deal with me, but they are genuinely fond of Prim.
Maybe there will be enough fondness to keep her alive.
My next guest is also unexpected. Madge walks straight to
me. She is not weepy or evasive, instead there’s an urgency
about her tone that surprises me. “They let you wear one
thing from your district in the arena. One thing to remind you
of home. Will you wear this?” She holds out the circular gold
pin that was on her dress earlier. I hadn’t paid much attention
to it before, but now I see it’s a small bird in flight.
“Your pin?” I say. Wearing a token from my district is about
the last thing on my mind.
“Here, I’ll put it on your dress, all right?” Madge doesn’t
wait for an answer, she just leans in and fixes the bird to my
dress. “Promise you’ll wear it into the arena, Katniss?” she
asks. “Promise?”
“Yes,” I say. Cookies. A pin. I’m getting all kinds of gifts today.
Madge gives me one more. A kiss on the cheek. Then she’s
gone and I’m left thinking that maybe Madge really has been
my friend all along.
Finally, Gale is here and maybe there is nothing romantic
between us, but when he opens his arms I don’t hesitate to go
into them. His body is familiar to me — the way it moves, the
smell of wood smoke, even the sound of his heart beating I
know from quiet moments on a hunt — but this is the first
time I really feel it, lean and hard-muscled against my own.
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