Mockingjay (The Hunger Games, #3)

by Suzanne Collins

The sixteen-year-old boy who won the second Quarter Quell must have had people he loved – family, friends, a sweetheart maybe – that he fought to get back to.

My mother and younger brother. My girl. They were all dead two weeks after I was crowned victor. Because of that stunt I pulled with the force field,”

Haymitch drinks until the liquor runs out, and then raises geese until the next train arrives.