

She’s gorgeous, the perfect Foxface, and oh, it’s her birthday today. Happy birthday, Jackie Emerson!

“You have…a remarkable memory.”
“I remember everything about you. You’re the one who wasn’t paying attention.”


“Peeta?” I whisper. “Where are you?” There’s no answer. Could I just have imagined it? No, I’m certain it was real and very close at hand, too. “Peeta?” I creep along the bank.
“Well, don’t step on me.”