I squeeze my eyes shut and try to reach for him across the hundreds and hundreds of miles, to send my thoughts into his mind, to let him know he is not alone. But he is. And I can’t help him.
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“Sure he can sit here. We’re old friends,” says Johanna, patting the space beside her. The guards nod and Peeta takes a seat. “Peeta and I had adjoining cells in the Capitol. We’re very familiar with each other’s screams.”
❖ What about Athelstan, where is he now?
If he was fortunate, he died in battle.
In any case, let’s not speak of him.
He was a worthless individual.
«It’s an awful lot to take in, this elaborate plan in which I was a piece.»
If desperate times call for desperate measures, then I’m free to act as desperately as I wish.