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5. Eight Weeks

Haymitch watched from his position on the bed as Effie completed her nightly ritual of creams and hair brushing. She looked aloof again, distracted. It had been much of the same since she had been told she was expecting. He had lost count of the number of times he had caught her staring in the distance or at a wall.

Her routine usually ended with brushing her hair so he was a little thrown when she shed her dressing gown and her nightgown. She was wearing a bra underneath, which was odd since they were about to go to sleep. At first he thought she was making a pass at him but the bra was plain and not her usual kind of lingerie. She winced when she took it off and it was done without a single glance for him. To puzzle him some more, she grabbed some lotion and started rubbing it on her chest.

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There. He’s done it again. Dropped a bomb that wipes out the efforts of every tribute who came before him.

Well, maybe not. Maybe this year he has only lit the fuse on a bomb that the victors themselves have been building. Hoping someone would be able to detonate it. Perhaps thinking it would be me in my bridal gown. Not knowing how much I rely on Cinna’s talents, whereas 

Peeta needs nothing more than his wits.


The Tally of the Victors’ Vote

Was it like this then? Seventy-five years or so ago? Did a group of people sit around and cast their votes on initiating the Hunger Games? Was there dissent? Did someone make a case for mercy that was beaten down by the calls for the deaths of the districts’ children? The scent of Snow’s rose curls up into my nose, down into my throat, squeezing it tight with despair. All those people I loved, dead, and we are discussing the next Hunger Games in an attempt to avoid wasting life. Nothing has changed. Nothing will ever change now.

3 Things I’d Forgotten Until I Rewatched The Hunger Games Series

1. How Finnick never should have died.

2. How sad I was when Philip Seymour Hoffman (Plutarch Heavensbee) died.

3. How much I love Haymitch and Effie. As characters and a couple.