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"
And
you
killed
him
?
"
he
demands
.
"
Yes
.
I
killed
him
.
And
buried
her
in
flowers
,
"
I
say
.
"
And
I
sang
her
to
sleep
.
"
Tears
spring
in
my
eyes
.
The
tension
,
the
fight
goes
out
of
me
at
the
memory
.
And
I
'm
overwhelmed
by
Rue
,
and
the
pain
in
my
head
,
and
my
fear
of
Thresh
,
and
the
moaning
of
the
dying
girl
a
few
feet
away
.
"
To
sleep
?
"
Thresh
says
gruffly
.
"
To
death
.
I
sang
until
she
died
,
"
I
say
.
"
Your
district
.
they
sent
me
bread
.
"
My
hand
reaches
up
but
not
for
an
arrow
that
I
know
I
'll
never
reach
.
Just
to
wipe
my
nose
.
"
Do
it
fast
,
okay
,
Thresh
?
"
Conflicting
emotions
cross
Thresh
's
face
.
He
lowers
the
rock
and
points
at
me
,
almost
accusingly
.
"
Just
this
one
time
,
I
let
you
go
.
For
the
little
girl
.
You
and
me
,
we
're
even
then
.
No
more
owed
.
You
understand
?
"
I
nod
because
I
do
understand
.
About
owing
.
About
hating
it
.
I
understand
that
if
Thresh
wins
,
he
'll
have
to
go
back
and
face
a
district
that
has
already
broken
all
the
rules
to
thank
me
,
and
he
is
breaking
the
rules
to
thank
me
,
too
.
And
I
understand
that
,
for
the
moment
,
Thresh
is
not
going
to
smash
in
my
skull
.
"
Clove
!
"
Cato
's
voice
is
much
nearer
now
.
I
can
tell
by
the
pain
in
it
that
he
sees
her
on
the
ground
.
"
You
better
run
now
,
Fire
Girl
,
"
says
Thresh
.
