They sat at the table, playing with blocks. The girl named after my sister, Primrose, was singing rue's melody. She sounded just like my father, his tone, the sound of his voice, so smooth and elegant. The boy, named after Peeta's father, Hamilton, was talking to Bruttercup, my sister's cat. He keeps telling him things I used to say to him like "I'll still cook you" or "Don't you wanna see Prim?" Every time I hear her name, I tear up. It hurts to know or even believe Gale's bomb killed her.
I remember everything from that day; Tigress helping us, Finnicks mutantious death, the little girl in the yellow coat and her cruel death, and it all lead up to Prim's death while helping the wounded.
Then Hamilton looked over to me and Peeta, in which we were sitting together on what my mother would call a love seat and his words were my worst nightmare coming to life. Peeta's jaw dropped and he looked at me in shock.
"Mommy, why do you have nightmares?"
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the hunger games: part four
FanfictionAfter the rebels succeeded in overthrowing the capitol, katniss and Peeta had a good life for 6 years. But when their two kids, prim and hamilton, are ubducted by the Capitol, everything changes, (hint hint, there's another hunger games). What will...
