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- “What do you want to do?” I ask. We can hunt, fish, or gather.
- “Let’s fish at the lake. We can leave our poles and gather in the woods. Get something nice for tonight,” he says.
- Tonight. After the reaping, everyone is supposed to celebrate. And a lot of people do, out of relief that their children have been spared for another year. But at least two families will pull their shutters, lock their doors, and try to figure out how they will survive the painful weeks to come.
- We make out well. The predators ignore us on a day when easier, tastier prey abounds. By late morning, we have a dozen fish, a bag of greens and, best of all, a gallon of strawberries. I found the patch a few years ago, but Gale had the idea to string mesh nets around it to keep out the animals.
- - The Hunger Games, Chapter 1
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