Голодные игры
Chapter 7
That’snosmalltask.I’mnotasgoodasmyfatherwas,buthe’dhadmorepractice.I’vebetteraimthanGale,butI’vehadmorepractice.He’sageniuswithtrapsandsnares."I’mallright,"Isay.
"She’sexcellent,"saysPeeta."Myfatherbuyshersquirrels.Healwayscommentsonhowthearrowsneverpiercethebody.Shehitseveryoneintheeye.It’sthesamewiththerabbitsshesellsthebutcher.Shecanevenbringdowndeer."
ThisassessmentofmyskillsfromPeetatakesmetotallybysurprise.First,thatheevernoticed.Second,thathe’stalkingmeup."Whatareyoudoing?"Iaskhimsuspiciously.
"Whatareyoudoing?Ifhe’sgoingtohelpyou,hehastoknowwhatyou’recapableof.Don’tunderrateyourself,"saysPeeta.
Idon’tknowwhy,butthisrubsmethewrongway."Whataboutyou?I’veseenyouinthemarket.Youcanlifthundred-poundbagsofflour,"Isnapathim."Tellhimthat.That’snotnothing."
"Yes,andI’msurethearenawillbefullofbagsofflourformetochuckatpeople.It’snotlikebeingabletouseaweapon.Youknowitisn’t,"heshootsback.
"Hecanwrestle,"ItellHaymitch."Hecameinsecondinourschoolcompetitionlastyear,onlyafterhisbrother."
"Whatuseisthat?Howmanytimeshaveyouseensomeonewrestlesomeonetodeath?"saysPeetaindisgust.
"There’salwayshand-to-handcombat.Allyouneedistocomeupwithaknife,andyou’llatleaststandachance.IfIgetjumped,I’mdead!"Icanhearmyvoicerisinginanger.
