Chapter 7

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The sun was blinding as I woke up. I was in my bed, with a fur blanket covering me. Gale had carried me to our house, because there was a storm that happened when I was in the woods. A tree branch had scratched my head, but I would be ok. Now, I forever trusted Gale. I was so rude to him! Mother had finally came out of her depression, and I was helping her at the apothecary. I would also collect plants from a local planter, Mrs. Ross for little charge. Mrs. Ross normally sold flowers as a luxury, but she and my mother had been good friends as young children, so we barely had to pay for anything. I was getting better and better at helping people. I even cured a child who had a broken bone. Mother was very proud. That night, she called me to sit down at the table.
" Prim. Primrose, my beautiful flower. Since your sister has been gone, I've realized many things. I haven't been a good mother....." she paused, and started crying. " Primrose, I'm sorry I wasn't there for you. I promise I will now. Please.... Forgive me."

    Her words sunk into me, like a pebble sinking to the bottom of the ocean. Should I do this? For all she did, but for all she didn't do. I could just say I did, but never mean it.

  Katniss would know. She always does. But as I was sitting there, I realized something. Katniss couldn't make my decisions forever. I had to be my own person. Even though I wasn't Katniss, I could still help the family. I looked into my mother's glossy blue eyes, her face looking younger and very beautiful.

" I forgive you." I said, and meant every word.

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