“I’m fine…”
(Source: peetapockets)
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Through the crowd, I spot Gale looking back at me with a ghost of a smile. As reapings go, this one at least has a slight entertainment factor. But suddenly I am thinking of Gale and his forty-two names in that big glass ball and how the odds are not in his favor. Not compared to a lot of the boys. And maybe he’s thinking the same thing about me because his face darkens and he turns away.“But there are still thousands of slips,” I wish I could whisper to him.
(Source: jealouskills)