I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. No, don't let go of me, he says.


The Hunger Games (ed. 2009)


I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. No, don't let go of me, he says.

I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. No, don't let go of me, he says.

I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. No, don't let go of me, he says.

I look down at our linked fingers as I loosen my grasp, but he regains his grip on me. No, don't let go of me, he says.