A furious Peeta hammers Haymitch with the atrocity he could become party to, but I can feel Haymitch watching me. This is… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Several sets of arms would embrace me. But in the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
No one really needs me,” he says, and there's no self-pity in his voice...“I do,” I say. “I need you.” He looks… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
