Suzanne Collins That’s very funny, says Peeta. Suddenly he lashes out at the glass in Haymitch’s hand. It shatters on the floor sending the bloodred liquid running […]
Suzanne Collins Despite serious reservations, I had to forgive Finnick for his role in the conspiracy that landed me here. He, at least has some idea […]
Suzanne Collins He hasn’t accepted his death. He is already fighting hard to stay alive. Which also means that kind Peeta Mellark, the boy who gave […]