Chapter 1: Willows birthday

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:Peeta's POV:
As I walked to a table with a cake I had just made, and looking upon it with a swarm kids all around who's faces weren't as familiar, or brighter than the one not looking at cake, but me, and just me.
I tried to return a smile to her but knowing that my little girl wasn't a little girl anymore make my head ache.

Katniss was standing right beside a tree a few feet away from the table, with her camera to her chin ready to capture another memory.

I was now to the table setting down an orange and green cake in front of Willow, as she requested it a couple mouths before to be our favorite colors. I pulled two small objects out of my pocket, placing them at the top of the 2 layered cake a: 1 and 2 right beside each other.

While lighting the candles I tried to hold back my eager to just give her a big hug and tell her not to grow anymore. Instead I started to sing the words happy birthday when it quickly caught on until every one was singing.

"Happy birthday Willow, go ahead and make a wish." Katniss said now standing next to me, ready to snap a picture. Willow closed her eyes for a few seconds then opened them with a smile and blew the candles out. Instantly, the kids started to cheer. Which made me smile, Katniss snapped other photo of all the kids, looks at it and grins knowing it was a good shot.

I felt a slight tug on my shirt I looked down, to see our 8 year old son Rye. "Dad?" He says with an anxious face, his eyebrows creased and fidgeting his small fingers by his sides. I take one knee to meet his forest green eyes looking at me with worry. I give him a soft face of concern "What is it, Rye?" I say. "I gotta go, right now." My eyes widen when I remember our toilet was under constitution and Rye didn't know his way through forest. "Oh ok, well come one lets go." I say grabbing ahold of his hand and running towards the woods behind our large, stone house.
Leading him past a few trees to an old shed with a toilet. The shed was sloped to go along the slopping hill that the woods were in. Now we are no longer to be seen from those who lurk from the outside. There is a small creek about 10 yards away so I decide to go there while I wait for Rye. As I lean down to were my finger tips are coated by clear, misty water; I hear a twig snap from the opposite direction. I look up fast seeing that no one was there, I cleared my head thinking that it was just a raccoon or something.

I hear a familiar voice coming from the shed. "Dad," My eyes leave to stream to my son who was standing right in front of me. "Let's go." He gave me a crooked smile.

We were back to the party, were everyone was now eating cake including Katniss.I cut a piece out for Rye and say him at the table, as did 

I look up to see one of Willow friends speaking to me over the crowd of 10 other girls who were now listening.
"Mr. Mellark, this is REALLY good." She adjusts to the cake. "Thank you Ariana," (she was my favorite out of willows friends) I give her a smile and taking a bite out of my own slice. "Ya, dad this is one of your best." Willow says. "Well thank you so much but I'm not the only one who made it thins time." I turn to my side smiling at Katniss, with that she rolls her eyes. "Isn't that right Katniss?" "Yes, I helped." Katniss says, Willow smiles at the both of us. She gets up and walks to the other side of the table giving us a big hug.

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