“It's weird, how much he's noticed me. Like the attention he's paid to my hunting. And apparently, I have not been as… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
One more time? For the audience?" he says. His voice isn't angry. It's hollow, which is worse. Already the boy with the… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“And it's not just that I don't want to be alone. It's him. I do not want to lose the boy with… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Sometimes when I'm alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
