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Peeta
nods
,
unreadable
.
"
Did
he
come
to
say
good-bye
to
you
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
I
say
,
observing
him
carefully
.
"
So
did
your
father
.
He
brought
me
cookies
.
"
Peeta
raises
his
eyebrows
as
if
this
is
news
.
But
after
watching
him
lie
so
smoothly
,
I
do
n't
give
this
much
weight
.
"
Really
?
Well
,
he
likes
you
and
your
sister
.
I
think
he
wishes
he
had
a
daughter
instead
of
a
houseful
of
boys
.
"
The
idea
that
I
might
ever
have
been
discussed
,
around
the
dinner
table
,
at
the
bakery
fire
,
just
in
passing
in
Peeta
's
house
gives
me
a
start
.
It
must
have
been
when
the
mother
was
out
of
the
room
.
"
He
knew
your
mother
when
they
were
kids
,
"
says
Peeta
.
Another
surprise
.
But
probably
true
.
"
Oh
,
yes
.
She
grew
up
in
town
,
"
I
say
.
It
seems
impolite
to
say
she
never
mentioned
the
baker
except
to
compliment
his
bread
.
We
're
at
my
door
.
I
give
back
his
jacket
.
"
See
you
in
the
morning
then
.
"
"
See
you
,
"
he
says
,
and
walks
off
down
the
hall
.
When
I
open
my
door
,
the
redheaded
girl
is
collecting
my
unitard
and
boots
from
where
I
left
them
on
the
floor
before
my
shower
.
I
want
to
apologize
for
possibly
getting
her
in
trouble
earlier
.
But
I
remember
I
'm
not
supposed
to
speak
to
her
unless
I
'm
giving
her
an
order
.
"
Oh
,
sorry
,
"
I
say
.
"
I
was
supposed
to
get
those
back
to
Cinna
.
I
'm
sorry
.
Can
you
take
them
to
him
?
"
