Dear my friends... letters from Primrose Everdeen
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The father I never had, Gale Hawthorne. My old best friend, Posy Hawthorne. My sister's lover, Peeta Mellark. My dear mother. Katniss's 'father', Cinna. Finnick. Annie. Haymitch. Effie. Beetee. Wiress. Johanna. Mags. Hazelle Hawthorne.
Katniss was sobbing, her tears dripping onto one letter which she had found.
Rue.
Memories came flooding back, and she abruptly stood up. Katniss collected the letters and stormed out of the room, a look of determination stuck on her face. Peeta rushed of the living room, and Katniss, as soon as she sees him, glances down at the stack of letters before spotting Peeta's and throwing it at him, shouting as she walks out the door.
"It's from Primrose!"
Katniss pokes her head back in.
"I'm finding these people and giving them their letters. I'll be back... whenever. Bye love."
And with that, Katniss grabbed a horse and rode off, determined to give the people these letters.
It's what Primrose would have wanted.