Artist: Mapvee
Title: On the Count of Three?
We stand, our backs pressed together, our empty hands locked tight.
“Hold
them out. I want everyone to see,” he says.
I spread out my fingers, and the
dark berries glisten in the sun. I give Peeta’s hand one last squeeze as a
signal, as a good-bye, and we begin counting. “One.” Maybe I’m wrong. “Two.” Maybe they don’t care if we both die. “Three!”
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