“He never lets go of Annie’s hand. Not when they walk. Not when they eat. I doubt he ever plans to. She’s lost in some daze of happiness. There are still moments when you can tell something slips into her brain and another world blinds her to us. But a few words from Finnick call her back.”

“He never lets go of Annie’s hand. Not when they walk. Not when they eat. I doubt he ever plans to. She’s lost in some daze of happiness. There are still moments when you can tell something slips into her brain and another world blinds her to us. But a few words from Finnick call her back.”

— Suzanne Collins