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"
You
have
mockingjays
?
"
I
ask
.
"
Oh
,
yes
.
I
have
a
few
that
are
my
special
friends
.
We
can
sing
back
and
forth
for
hours
.
They
carry
messages
for
me
,
"
she
says
.
"
What
do
you
mean
?
"
I
say
.
"
I
'm
usually
up
highest
,
so
I
'm
the
first
to
see
the
flag
that
signals
quitting
time
.
There
's
a
special
little
song
I
do
,
"
says
Rue
.
She
opens
her
mouth
and
sings
a
little
four-note
run
in
a
sweet
,
clear
voice
.
"
And
the
mockingjays
spread
it
around
the
orchard
.
That
's
how
everyone
knows
to
knock
off
,
"
she
continues
.
"
They
can
be
dangerous
though
,
if
you
get
too
near
their
nests
.
But
you
ca
n't
blame
them
for
that
.
"
I
unclasp
the
pin
and
hold
it
out
to
her
.
"
Here
,
you
take
it
.
It
has
more
meaning
for
you
than
me
.
"
"
Oh
,
no
,
"
says
Rue
,
closing
my
fingers
back
over
the
pin
.
"
I
like
to
see
it
on
you
.
That
's
how
I
decided
I
could
trust
you
.
Besides
,
I
have
this
.
"
She
pulls
a
necklace
woven
out
of
some
kind
of
grass
from
her
shirt
.
On
it
,
hangs
a
roughly
carved
wooden
star
.
Or
maybe
it
's
a
flower
.
"
It
's
a
good
luck
charm
.
"
"
Well
,
it
's
worked
so
far
,
"
I
say
,
pinning
the
mockingjay
back
on
my
shirt
.
"
Maybe
you
should
just
stick
with
that
.
"
By
lunch
,
we
have
a
plan
.
By
early
afternoon
,
we
are
poised
to
carry
it
out
.
I
help
Rue
collect
and
place
the
wood
for
the
first
two
campfires
,
the
third
she
'll
have
time
for
on
her
own
.
We
decide
to
meet
afterward
at
the
site
where
we
ate
our
first
meal
together
.
The
stream
should
help
guide
me
back
to
it
.
Before
I
leave
,
I
make
sure
Rue
's
well
stocked
with
food
and
matches
.
I
even
insist
she
take
my
sleeping
bag
,
in
case
it
's
not
possible
to
rendezvous
by
nightfall
.
"
What
about
you
?
Wo
n't
you
be
cold
?
"
she
asks
.
