Finnick?" I say, "Maybe some pants?" He looks down at his legs as if noticing his outfit for the first time. Then… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
“Finnick and I sit for a long time in silence, watching the knots bloom and vanish, before I can ask, 'How do… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
How do you bear it?” Finnick looks at me in disbelief. “I don’t, Katniss! Obviously, I don’t. I drag myself out of… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
