It is the reaping. The Hunger Games are back and somehow I know my worst fear is about to come true. The whole reason I never wanted to have children was for fear that they would go through the pain that still scares me to this day. That my children would be chosen. My heart is racing as Effie draws out the first name, from the boys. Fortunately Graham is too young to be selected. It's someone by the Jack Spinets. Now the girls, my heart is racing at a million hours an hour as the girls are called out. Not Isobel. Not Isobel. The girl tribute is, says Effie… Isobel Mellark. No I scream before I could stop myself. Please no.
I volunteer! says a voice. Everyone looks around. It is Gale's child, Millicent. Why would she do this? Is it because she is Issy's best friend, no. She doesn't know about me and Peeta, or does she. Whatever her motive was she is pure, an Angel.
No Milly! says her mother, No don't do this she runs towards her but is stopped by the Peace Keepers. I know how she is feeling right now. Ahh, how touching a volunteer, like a walk down memory lane isn't it Katniss, Effie. I hardly listen; all I care about is my daughter being back in my arms. Issy runs to me and I clutch her in my arms, relief flooding through my body. I catch Gale's face and it says it all, How could you? How could you let her walk away? I make a silent promise to train her hard, make sure she comes home. I owe Gale and Milly that much.