My fear comes out as anger. “What are you doing? You’re supposed to be here, not running around in the woods!” “I found some berries down by the stream,” he says, clearly confused by my outburst. “I whistled. Why didn’t you whistle back?” I snap at him. “I didn’t hear. The water’s too loud, I guess,” he says. He crosses and puts his hands on my shoulders. That’s when I feel that I’m trembling. “I thought Cato killed you!” I almost shout. “No, I’m fine.” Peeta wraps his arms around me, but I don’t respond. “Katniss?” I push away, trying to sort out my feelings. “If two people agree on a signal,
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