Johanna's PoV
We had been rescued from the stinking capital, along with Lucy's.......Lucy's .....erm......dead....b-b-body.
And I had been let out of hospital for one day for her funeral kindly arranged by Coin.
An avox, who they also rescued, was there when they killed her. She wrote down everything. I was too horror struck to say that with my eulogy, so Finnick kindly offered.
"Snow tortured her for information but instead she teased him. We would be dead without her. When they did kill her she smiled and looked outside where the Mokingjays lived and she clutched the braclet which had the word 'sisters' engraved on it, she looked up at snow with a grin on her face and stuck her tongue out before looking back out the window and whispering, " I don't want your face to be my last sight". She was brave, beautiful and highly intelligent.'
There was a polite clap and Finnick sat down.
"Lucy's sister, Johanna Mason would also like to say a few words." I guess this is my cue.
"Lucy was a fighter, she never gave up and never tolerated any of snow's crap." There was a few chuckles and nods of agreements from people who knew her best." She was strong and talented, holding a medium axe before she could walk and talk. And it was such a delight to have known her, and I hope the majority of you think the same."
That night I sat in my bed and, for the first time in forever, I cried myself to sleep.
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No use crying over spilt blood.
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