Haymitch In My Head Full-time. Horrifying

He Wants As Many Victors As Possible For The Cameras To Follow In The Capitol. Thinks It Makes For Better Television." "are You And Beetee Going?" I Ask. "as Many Young And Attractive Victors As Possible," Haymitch Corrects Himself. "so, No. We'll Be Here.

Happy Hunger Games! And May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favor.

Just One More Thing. I Kill Snow.

Mostly We Just Add To The Piles Of Rainbow Glass That's Been Blown Off The Exteriors Of The Cany-colored Buildings.

I'm Not Flailing Now, As My Muscles Are Rigid With The Tension Of Holding Myself Together.