First I get a glimpse of the blond braid down her back. Then, as she yanks off her coat to cover a wailing child, I notice the duck tail formed by her untucked shirt. I have the same reaction I did the day Effie Trinket called her name at the reaping. At least, I must go limp, because I find myself at the base of the flagpole, unable to account for the last few seconds. Then I am pushing through the crowd, just as I did before. Trying to shout her name above the roar. I’m almost there, almost to the barricade, when I think she hears me. Because for just a moment, she catches sight of me, her lips form my name.
And that’s when the rest of the parachutes go off.
I feel like Prim has become even stronger in Mockingjay and more sophisticated in different ways. She’s now living in District 13 and she’s training to be a doctor already at the age of 14. She’s really become a strong person and she’s kind of followed in her sister’s footsteps in that way.