Голодные игры

Chapter 8

           "Youwhat?"ThehorrorinEffie’svoiceconfirmsmyworsesuspicions.

           "Ishotanarrowatthem.Notexactlyatthem.Intheirdirection.It’slikePeetasaid,IwasshootingandtheywereignoringmeandIjust.Ijustlostmyhead,soIshotanappleoutoftheirstupidroastpig’smouth!"Isaydefiantly.

           "Andwhatdidtheysay?"saysCinnacarefully.

           "Nothing.OrIdon’tknow.Iwalkedoutafterthat,"Isay.

           "Withoutbeingdismissed?"gaspsEffie.

           "Idismissedmyself,"Isaid.IrememberhowIpromisedPrimthatIreallywouldtrytowinandIfeellikeatonofcoalhasdroppedonme.

           "Well,that’sthat,"saysHaymitch.Thenhebuttersaroll.

           "Doyouthinkthey’llarrestme?"Iask."Doubtit.Beapaintoreplaceyouatthisstage,"saysHaymitch.

           "Whataboutmyfamily?"Isay."Willtheypunishthem?"

           "Don’tthinkso.Wouldn’tmakemuchsense.Seethey’dhavetorevealwhathappenedintheTrainingCenterforittohaveanyworthwhileeffectonthepopulation.Peoplewouldneedtoknowwhatyoudid.Buttheycan’tsinceit’ssecret,soit’dbeawasteofeffort,"saysHaymitch."Morelikelythey’llmakeyourlifehellinthearena."

           "Well,they’vealreadypromisedtodothattousanyway,"saysPeeta.

           "Verytrue,"saysHaymitch.AndIrealizetheimpossiblehashappened.Theyhaveactuallycheeredmeup.Haymitchpicksupaporkchopwithhisfingers,whichmakesEffiefrown,anddunksitinhiswine.Heripsoffahunkofmeatandstartstochuckle."Whatweretheirfaceslike?"

           Icanfeeltheedgesofmymouthtiltingup."Shocked.

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