The apothecary shop I worked in was never really busy on Thursdays, so it surprised her when the bell on the door rang causing me to look up from my book. In the doorway stood a man, no wait a boy not much older then me.
" Can I help you?" I asked.
"No, unless you can stop the hunger games, or prevent my little sisters and brothers from starving." said the ruggedly and dirty looking stranger. The boy was not from the merchants area, he was probably from the seam, I knew from his silver eyes and his shaggy brown hair, and also by the way his clothes were hanging off of his body. The boy was in desperate need of a good meal.
"I actually came here to ask if you could identify theses berries." he held out a small handful of black berries around the shape of a blueberry. Honey berry she'd never seem them growing naturally in district 12 we usually had to order them, they were extremely expensive and hard to get.
"I'd never seen them before and nobody at the hob knew what they were; do you know?"
"yeah, there honey berries, there great for healing wounds, i've never heard of them growing naturally, where did you find them?"
"Theres a patch out in the woods."
The woods? I had never heard of anyone sneaking into them, they were surrounded by an electric fence. When the boy say her eyes widening the boy quickly said.
"Don't worry the fences are never on and what the peacekeepers don't know won't hurt them. So can you buy them or not?"
"Yes, but..."
"Thank you. How much.?" The boy didn't let me talk for very long.
"I can give you 3 dollars for the bag."
"Three dollars?." The boy looks like he would jump up and down. Three dollars could probably keep his family feed for a month. He looked like he would hug me and completely startled me when he did.
"Sorry, The name is Cole, Cole Everdeen."