"And may the odds—" He tosses a berry in a high arc toward me. I catch it in my mouth and break the delicate… — Suzanne Collins
"And may the odds—" He tosses a berry in a high arc toward me.
I catch it in my mouth and break the delicate skin with my teeth. The sweet tartness explodes across my tongue. "—be ever in your favor!"
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