Sunrise on the Reaping (The Hunger Games)

by Suzanne Collins

Mamaw said that smells stick in your memory the strongest, more than sounds or sights.

nothing they can take from you was ever worth keeping.’”

I just stare into those burning blue eyes, letting her know she’s not dying alone. She’s with family. She’s with me.

Good-bye, Maysilee Donner, who I loathed, then grudgingly respected, then loved. Not as a sweetheart or even a friend. A sister, I’d said.

A sister is someone you fight with and fight for. Tooth and nail.

you have nothing to lose. That puts you in a position of power.”

She’s the one who finally kept that sun from rising.