My name is Katniss Everdeen

«Katniss. Should I come down?» My best friend Gale’s voice reaches me through the headset the rebels insisted I wear. He’s up in a hovercraft, watching me carefully, ready to swoop in if anything goes amiss. I realize I’m crouched down now, elbows on my thighs, my head braced between my hands. I must look on the verge of some kind of breakdown. This won’t do. Not when they’re finally weaning me off the medication.
I straighten up and wave his offer away. «No. I’m fine.» To reinforce this, I begin to move away from my old house and in toward the town.
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