The Hunger Games - The Hungers Game Series Book - I

The Hunger Games

Prologue: When I wake up, the other side of bed is cold. My fingers stretch out, seeking Prim's warmth but finding only the rough canvas cover of the mattress. She must have had bad dreams and climbed in with our mother. Of course, she did. This is the day of the reaping.

I prop my self up on one elbow. There's enough light in the bedroom to see them. Ny ittle sister, Prim, curled up  on her side, cocooned in my mother's body, their cheeks pressed together. In sleep, my mother looks younger, still worn but not so beaten-down. Prim's face is as fresh as raindrop, as lovely as the primrose for which she was named. My mother was very beautiful once, too. or so they tell me.

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