"our neighbors, the mccoys, have their arms wrapped around ma, who's barely able to stand. sid's hanging on her hand, pulling her forward, as he hollers, ”haymitch! haymitch!” i'm already so homesick i could die. i know i need to be strong, but the sight of them totals me. how will they manage without me?"
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— Sep 20, 2025 02:07PM
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