Buttercup, miserable even with Prim’s constant attention, huddles in the cube and exhales cat breath in my face.

“Come to finish me off, Sweetheart?”

“We each get fifteen minutes before the Gamemakers to amaze them with our skills…”

“When you're in the arena... you just remember who the enemy is.”

“I can hear him weeping but I don't care. They probably won't even bother to que…”