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“You know, they're not the only ones who can form alliances," I say. For a moment, no response. Then one of Rue's eyes edges around the trunk. "You want me for an ally?" -page 200
Her hand reaches out and I clutch it like a lifeline. As if it's me who's dying instead of Rue.
"You blew up he food?" She whispers.
"Every last bit," I say.
"You have to win," she says.
"I'm going to. Going to win for both of us now," I promise... "Don't go." Rue tightens her grip on my hand. "Course not. Staying right here," I say. I move in closer to her, pulling her head into my lap. I gently brush the dark, thick hair back behind her ear.
"Sing," she says, but I barley catch the word...
It's old, very old I think. Made up long ago in our hills. What my music teacher calls a mountain air. But the words are easy and soothing, promise tomorrow will be more hopeful than this awful piece of time we call today.”
― Suzanna Collins