Sunrise on the Reaping - Aftermath

Sunrise on the Reaping - Aftermath

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Haymitch Abernathy is my name. I'm a victor. An orphan. An alcoholic. And worst of all, I'm alone. With no one left. He took them all, Coriolanus Snow, took them all. Wyatt Callow. Louella McCoy. Lou Lou. Ampert. Maysilee Donner. Sid. Ma. Lenore Dove. Until I had nothing left but a promise to my late sister, to be the worst victor the Capitol has ever seen.
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